Brownies under a bridge you say? Ummm at your age I think Girl Guides would be more appropriate.
I was very happy... As the river was low, Nipper wandered off up the bank to a different swim, with half the bacon sarnies we had picked up from a cafe en route. Standing on the bank, 'neath the trees, munching a fresh bacon bap, sipping hot tea and catching fish in total seclusion ..... live simply doesn't get any better. Frankly the fishing was just an excuse. I could have stood there all day, watching the fish, the kingfishers (three were working my pool and the river above it) and simply soaking up the total peace and quiet.