In which - Happy Go Fishing Day!

Which may seem a little odd after World Ocean Day, but hey - everything in moderation.

"As long as you do it responsibly, and don't take more than you need," Aura said. "I think your fella was talking about it in that interview you showed me."

(My fella? I kind of wish. She means John Ashton, who does indeed like fishing.)

 "I've never tried it," I admitted.

"I did. At a rainbow trout farm in Tennessee when I was a kid. Somewhere there's probably a photo of me with a hat like yours and a fishing pole," Maddy said. "And no, I never caught a thing. All these poor fish in a cement pond probably not being fed so idiots like us could come by, rent a pole and pretend we were actually out there being sporting and all and nope - not a nibble." She shook her head. "I've got a bad feeling it was the aquatic version of that awful buffalo farm in Bless The Beasts and the Children."

"Well, back in Scotland we do it a wee bit differently," Aura said. "Of course, when you're a deva, a minnow school is pretty much the equivalent of the salmon run. But watch. I'll show you how to do your Woodstock fella proud. You reel out a bit of line, then you swing it back like this....."

"Wait, what? Oh bugger - excuse my language."

"And that's more than I ever caught," Maddy said with a laugh.

"Besides, fish paralyzed by helpless fits of laughter are somewhat easier to catch," Aura added. 

(It's all kind of moot since none of us have a fishing license, but oh well.)

*No curtains were harmed in the making of this photostory*