'Fishers of Men'
Love the walks around the local lake. Yes he did look behind himself but I did not let that stop me from taking a photo. Not to worry sir. We will probably never see each other again. I never quite understood why people go fishing. There must be something to it though, as three blokes lined the edge of the half a metre apart from each other remaining silent except for a few side glances. How does this constitute as a social gathering? Is this how married people stay married? So many questions, so little time.
I gingerly remove my judgy tiger mum lens and readjust with my spontaneous tiger cub lens and carried on staring into his back. This may be fun and heaven for some...or for that trio. 1) You don't have to engage with the other person besides 'pass the bait' or 'cor, this is a big one!' 2) You have no interest in befriending strangers therefore enlisting the company of a like-minded antisocial friend would resolve that issue of unwelcome interruptions, enabling you to remain stoic and pensive. 3) You get your endorphin hit and vitamin D from 'sunshine' regulating circadian rhythm promising a good night's kip 4) You can look out 'to sea' pondering the mysteries of life wondering how on planet earth did you end up here wearing a flat cap and wellies fishing for....well...fish only to release it back into the wild before returning home to eat shop-bought breaded cod.
I put my Motorola back in my left pocket and made a right towards the kid's playground. Real-time duration approx 120 seconds. 🎣
