Another 3 episodes of Mortimer & Whitehouse: Gone Fishing.
A moment when they are sat by a bank dozing, of course Morts can't.
Got me thinking of all the places as a kid during summer me an friends would spend up chestnut trees, alongside streams or in meadows. Quiet for a change and appreciating the clouds drift by, the warm breeze and for once not being hyper fukin active as 8 year olds are. I have promised myself to take Mrs Toot to a couple of special places i know are still there and remote, as long as we can get up the tree, the walk won't be the same with a step ladder but times change
I'll take her to Westonbirt Arboretum and show her the tree my is burried under, illegally but we paid fir it,. They have a particular bamboo thicket, hollow in the midlle that was the one and only time i got my arse licked, by a dog unfortunately whlist i was doing my Mrs doggie style. Kind of ruined the moment after the initial euphoria and then the owner whistling "here dave, come on dave", i just hope he licked her face later.
odd what trigger memories.