Ahh… Moore River. So many fishing trips and never once a decent fish. I hope you have better luck if you’re planning on dropping a line. Enjoy your holiday.
Hmm. Fishing was not so successful, though one attentive pelican liked it when I kept having to throw back the liddle wuns.
Rob was a great help - loved the casting bit, and the catching bit, but wouldn’t actually touch the bait, or the fish if indeed any were caught…ew - smelly! Just a big woos, I reckon, making his girlfriend do the gross bits.
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Ahh… Moore River. So many fishing trips and never once a decent fish. I hope you have better luck if you’re planning on dropping a line. Enjoy your holiday.
Sounds lovely.
But… what is an iPod battle?
When some one darts into the holiday house first to switch over the iPods. I had the loungey one. Who would have thought it?
Fish, David, Fish! The size of a man’s palm! Invisble crayfish!
Hmm. Fishing was not so successful, though one attentive pelican liked it when I kept having to throw back the liddle wuns.
Rob was a great help - loved the casting bit, and the catching bit, but wouldn’t actually touch the bait, or the fish if indeed any were caught…ew - smelly! Just a big woos, I reckon, making his girlfriend do the gross bits.