The Compleat Angler

[Telo]

The angling season is upon us.

Then: Go you to yonder sycamore-tree, and hide your bottle of drink under the hollow root of it; for about that time, and in that place, we will make a brave breakfast with a piece of powdered beef, and a radish or two, that I have in my fish bag: we shall, I warrant you, make a good, honest, wholesome hungry breakfast. And I will then give you direction for the making and using of your flies: and in the meantime, there is your rod and line; and my advice is, that you fish as you see me do, and let's try which can catch the first fish.

Now: If you can find a tree left standing, away and stash your quarter of dope in its roots just case the police come. And while you're there, can you hack a couple of saplings down, so's we can sit round a bonfire where we're getting into the bevvy later on? By the way, there's no fish here anyway, so I've got some lorne sausage, black pudding and eggs in my bag for breakfast.

[Silkie]

An' a've got plenty lavvy paper so we can use loads to advertise the location of the turds we scatter along the bonnie banks.