the sporting life
By benafim
The Sporting Life I don’t really like fish, when angling for trout in the river, near our lodge, it’s the peaceful scenery and the colours of a rainbow trout just caught that I like. Mind colours fade fast when it’s wriggling on the rivers bank fighting for life. If alone, I unhook the poor thing and throw it back into its true element. If not I break the trout’s neck, say something masculine and try not to throw up. My wife like fish, she waits for me to come home with a frying pan in her hand. I eat little (not hungry tonight dear) thinking of the snap when I broke their necks. I do like fishfingers though, five of them on a plate doesn’t conjure a picture of distress. Written November 7th, 2001 © on Nov 06 2001 11:30 PM PST 0 • 14
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