As I ran along the coastal path this morning, I met two glum fishermen.
“There are no fish“, said the most forlorn-looking one.
I smiled and continued on my way. I didn’t feel the need to speak. He had made a statement and did not appear to be requesting a response.
I smiled to myself for some time. I imagined schools of fish swimming around quite happily. Far away from any hooks. Valiantly committed to not taking the bait today.
It is perhaps a little like being at the supermarket. I see the special discount for Lindt chocolate bars. Instantly I am hooked.
“At that price, I may as well stock up and buy 4 bars”.
I take the bait.
This is a silly story but nevertheless I will think of my gilled friends when I am next at the supermarket. I will be more mindful of falling hook, line and sinker for shiny ads.
Incidentally, at the end of my run I went for a little swim in the sea. There were many fish.