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To fish you have to dig for worms, bait the hook, pick your spot and time of the day, and then wait. Fishing is mostly about waiting.

If the fish are not biting you can blame the water temperature, the season of the year, the clouds in the sky, the proximity of the reeds, the size of the worms, the length of you rod, the thickness of your line. You can always find excuses for not catching fish.

If you have sat in the boat for two hour without so much as a nibble, it is a matter of great rejoicing if you are able to catch the most miniscule of fish. You can brag about the skills and expertise brought into play to secure a fish no bigger than your little finger. You dropped anchor 20 metres from the reed beds, the cloud cover was just right, and the sun was at the right angle to the horizon, and the worms, well the worms were those killer bramble worms that fish find so hard to resist. You catch the fish just to let others know that you could, and then you let it go.

Big fish for a small boy

Sometimes you hit it big, and hook a fish that will give you a fight. Your rod will bend and vibrate and there will be a struggle. If you have a pike on the line, it will chew through your line and make off with your bait. Big fish are always a challenge, but they are usually attending a conference or an important underwater board meeting, to be bothered getting on the end of your hook. Fish have more important things to do than get caught.

Perhaps it is only dumb fish that find themselves on the end of a hook. Fishing is not really about catching fish. Fishing is all about learning to be patient... waiting waiting waiting and hoping, which are good lessons for anybody to learn.

Silver sequined sneakers

I was driving down town in Helsinki. It was a bright bright day. THe sun was shining. Away in the distance  a mirror was flashing on the pavement. There was white light dancing around the feet of tall girl who was wearing a frock. THe dress was swirling around her legs and her feet were sparkling.

She was dancing along the pavement, coming nearer and nearer and her feet were on fire, or so it seemed.

She was wearing a pair of silver sequined sneakers, and her walk was stoping the traffic. She was turning heads just becasue she was wearing some crazy flashing sequined footwear. It was like scattering diamonds on the footpath. It was like an oar dipped in the phosphorent lumminous moon-light ocean. It was magic.

No wonder Dorothy did magic with a click of her heels.

 

Spot the mock Crocs

One of the most important things in life is to be able to wear comfortable footwear. It is very rare that you can just slip into something and find that they are comfortable straight away.

Usually you have to break a pair of shoes in. The more stylish the shoes the more likely they are to give you blisters on your heels. There is nothing worse that footwear that is crippling.

Some footwear is so bad that if you dared to walk in them then you would be reduced to tears with the pain.

What do I want from my footwear?

• They have to be light
• They have to be comfortable
• They have to be inexpensive
• They should be ventilated
• They should be easy to get on and off.

Crocs are incredibly light on your feet and very comfortable, but they are as stylish as a cardboard box with holes punched in it.

Do you have your own favourite footwear that you really enjoy wearing?