It was decided that while we were in Brixham the whole family should partake in a friendly crabbing contest …..
….. although it quickly became very obvious that the Clifford side of the family were taking it a lot more seriously than our side.
They had a full and varied selection of bait that would have supplied the whole of the Brixham fishing fleet, whereas our side had just brought along a few scraps of bacon and sausage left over from breakfast!
After six hours in the hot baking sun, it was inevitable that we would have to admit to a gracious defeat in the presence of such “proffessional” and focused competition, and if I were to be honest, I was also a little relived that I hadn’t landed and thus had to touch a crab, because if I had, I would have probably screamed like a girl, as I much prefer to be a stranger to clicky clacky claws, pincers and slimy things ….. it’s much better to admire anothers spoils from afar in a bucket ……than to make a complete fool of oneself ….. n’est pas?
5 comments:
Being a true gentleman and good sport, your attitude was admirable when faced with the overwhelming win by the opposing crab catchers...I am certain you would have behaved with the same good sportsmanship even if you didn't have a dislike for those clicky clacky crabs!...Dianne
Those pesky Cliffords eh mum?
crabs are not good any were unless in a sandwhich i am told but not in the bed or ones pants its best to stay away from them big showbiz wave Hugh
Hugh - what have you learned since you became ashowbiz star? Does Nigel have ants in his pants?
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