Fishing funnys"

Having a Bit more time on my hands due to the monsoon season and not being able to get out on the bank which is typical when we have some festive time off" I Thought I would share a few funny moments I still have vivid memories of.

Dating back to my Early days when I was with Weston A.A and a youthful 18yrs old myself and Darren (Bigbird) greenwood travelled together regular to matches and this Sunday was know different and a trip down to Oak Tree Fishery in South Molton was on the cards and the forcast was for a corker of a Day weather wise, After the draw Darren had drawn at the bottom end of the lake which was going to be direct in the sun for the entire match & I had draw just around the side in full view of him in what was to be a more shaded area later in the day, Setting up in the now baking sun he was soon to remove his black joggers to reveal a bright red pair of shorts and a lilly white pair off legs" Now in his younger days he some what resembled all I can describe as Peter Crouch as far as the legs went!

He shouted over if I was to have any high factor suntan lotion to which happily replied I could be of assistance, What he didn't know that being I was a prize Adois myself I had the tan to match so used bronzing oil so I swiftly removed the label and walked round to watch him plaster it over his freshly painted goal posts!

It was quite painful to watch as the day seemed to get hotter and with birdy thinking he at full protection from the glaring sun made no attempt to cover them up! 

Well" after Helping pack up his entire kit at the end of the match , his now glowing posts  had to get in the car walking as if he'd been shot up the backside with a Twelve Boar!" looking Back now it was a bit harsh but never the less the piture off him on are journey home with the cold fans blasting onto his legs as he was to scared to move was worth a bit of pay back".

 

Another time was back in the days of my Thatchers era and we had just fished a match on the Gloucester Canal at Hempstead , We all returned to the local Rugby club for the result and used to have a chat after with a cold pint, This particular day the legend Des (smiley) Shipp challenged me to a game of pool and after losing the toss Des decided to break, Now just as he was going to give it an almighty whack Mark Harper walked past and placed his freshly poured guiness on a small table directly at the end of the pool table whilst he went to the toilet.

As Des launched the white ball at a break neck speed it somehow connected with the pack taking full flight in an upward motion to travel directly towards the table with Harpers pint on" and yes! the cue ball ended up in the glass minus the guiness without even breaking it! Only for Mark to appear back around corner shouting' What did you do that for' Only added to funny side and I was trying so hard not to wet myself with laughter!

 

Back in the days with Sensas Thyers we all arranged one year to have a lads fishing holiday together down at Whiteacres in Newquay , Fishing the matches together and on the Thursday rover I ended up on jennys with My then captain Lance (Two more minutes) Tucker behind me on the high bank of the match lake, with team mates Brian (anteater) Slipper & Mark (pornstar) Broomsgrove,

Halfway thro the Match Tucks got up for a pee climbing the steep back behind him to be slightly more discreet and on his return from the bushes with a Fag hanging from his mouth attempting to re-tie the string in his joggers he ended up some what forgetting his footing and was soon being propelled towards his peg at a rate of knots and with his seat box fast approaching perched on the end of the wooden staging he did his best to stop only for the lip of his trainer to catch in the upturned chicken wire on the front of the pallet' Well the site was worthy of a 9 off any diving board and to see him pop up with the Fag still in his mouth had me chuckling so much the rest of my lake thought I was mad as they missed it!