I remember catching sticklebacks as a kid
I can remember catching them as an adult, usually in matches where they weren't much help in putting a decent weight together.
Oh and Pope, which nearly always swallowed the hook.
Like all Popes, they should be dispensed with quickly.
We either used to catapault them against the wall at Hampton Court bridge (great splatter), or, for a giggle, up to the road over the bridge hoping a passing convertible was hood-down.
No Pope was safe with me - either now or then...