Dear
Santa,
I know I
have denied your existence in the past but please forgive my letter; I require
help.
My family
claim I am difficult to buy for; apparently they believe I have everything I
need or at best I am failing to express preferences on which we can all agree.
It is a sorry state of affairs but I am hoping to enlist your expertise as some
sort of celestial interlocutor.
In truth
my loved ones do not understand my fishing. They dismiss it as a 'hobby'.
Attempts at explanation are met with incomprehension, ridicule or
indifference. Often all three. That said they rarely complain at my absence, so
maybe deep down they respect the wanderings of a piscator. Or maybe they just
like me out of the house.
Regardless,
fishing is a passion that can only be fuelled by fishing itself. Past conquests
and memories can only sustain one so far.
Just
fishing!
Point them
in the direction of the 'Your Choice' voucher. That way I get to choose where
and when I go fishing.
Converting
the unbelievers
Heaven
forbid that someone in the family might one day share my passion. Let me take
them to a place where the fishing is easy and the tuition falls to another
........ Link .....
Future
proofing my dotage
I have
this idea that my children will take me fishing in my twilight years. Maybe the
Summer Fish Camp will sow the seed? Link .....
Anyway
Santa, it has been good to talk. I have no idea whether you are an ice fishing
enthusiast. If you are I'm sure the elves show the same disregard for your
pastime, so maybe you understand my predicament on a visceral level.
All the
best for the holiday season; I guess you will enjoy the New Year more than
most.
Yours in
hope,
A Fly Fisher
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