Back to the tits later, it was just a Sun type attractor headline.
Had a trip out again today, playing catch up and still hoping to get something on the bait test.
Took along an acquaintance from Lincoln whom I picked on the way through. He has very kindly restocked me with a good quantity of garlic Spam in lieu of fuel.
A different part of the middle Trent today, we fished the last 5 hours of daylight because of a dawn to dusk rule.
Well I say daylight because it really wasn't that bright, an almost straight down the river wind that was gusting and turning, and when the rain came pushed it straight into my face, not particularly handy with my glasses needing constant wiping...as well as my nose, it was cold rain.
Tried the bait on test for the whole time, pellets paste and boilies,with and without the matching dip. Not a nibble I'm afraid.
To cover myself, just in case the bait is not all that it is made up to be, I took along my old Bruce &Walker Mark 4 and my Purist ll for a bit of chubbing, bread, cheese and Spam again, not a touch.
Both of us failed, but hope to be out again on Friday.
Great Tits
It looks like our last years successful pair are back again to the use the same nest box, no sign of nesting materials building up yet, it must be just a tad too early, but they are in and out and defending the box from all comers be they sparrow or blue/coal tits.
Whilst on the subject of birds we have been invaded over the last week or so, by 15 female pheasants they all come in together from the field have a peck and scratch around and all leave together.Not much shooting this year, so if they dodge the cars potentially a good year. We've had two males at different times but our colourful Chinese friend of the last few years is not to be seen.
The feeders are attracting greenfinch in good numbers, a couple of dodgy years where bodies and suffering birds have been found in the garden. Hopefully they will recover their numbers this year.
Joke
I get dozens and dozens of jokes( and other stuff!!) in my emails but this one did give me a good chuckle.
Irish ballerina
A large woman, wearing a sleeveless sundress, walked into a bar in Dublin.
She raised her right arm, revealing a huge, hairy armpit as she pointed to all the people sitting at the bar and asked,
"What man here will buy a woman a drink?"
The bar went silent as the patrons tried to ignore her. But down at the end of the bar, an owl-eyed drunk slammed his hand down on the counter and bellowed, "Give the ballerina a drink!"
The bartender poured the drink, and the woman chugged it down. She turned to the patrons and again pointed around at all of them, revealing the same hairy armpit, and asked, "What man here will buy a lady another drink?" Once again, the same little drunk slapped his money down on the bar and said,
"Give the ballerina another drink!"
The bartender approached the little drunk and said, "Tell me, Paddy, it's your business if you want to buy the lady a drink, but why do you keep calling her the ballerina?"
"What man here will buy a woman a drink?"
The bar went silent as the patrons tried to ignore her. But down at the end of the bar, an owl-eyed drunk slammed his hand down on the counter and bellowed, "Give the ballerina a drink!"
The bartender poured the drink, and the woman chugged it down. She turned to the patrons and again pointed around at all of them, revealing the same hairy armpit, and asked, "What man here will buy a lady another drink?" Once again, the same little drunk slapped his money down on the bar and said,
"Give the ballerina another drink!"
The bartender approached the little drunk and said, "Tell me, Paddy, it's your business if you want to buy the lady a drink, but why do you keep calling her the ballerina?"
The drunk replied, "Any woman who can lift her leg that high has got to be a ballerina!"
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