Balancing the books

If you happen to live around the west coast of Scotland and took a look out of your window today you couldn’t be blamed for deciding to stay indoors. I was ready to go, called off, and then decided that I was back on again. It was a rough old day. The fly rod remained in the car as the conditions were beyond my ability to deal with or enjoying using it. Three hours driving, two hours fishing and just shy of a handful of nice little fish for the effort. Like most of us my working week is long one at the minute. This of course pays the bills. A few hours in the afternoon, even on day like today can settle accounts that aren’t measured in pounds and pence.