In the tackle shop they are talking about the next life, this
apparently is not a new online experience but reincarnation. They have covered
slavery, the ‘three seats of power’ and whether the council can ban you from their
premises. I unfortunately have arrived mid flow and the conversation looks to
building momentum rather than waning. Paul who is sat next to me passes me the
Angler’s Mail to show a giant pike that was taken from a river and then goes on
to tell me about his last fishing trip with another Paul and momentarily I feel
like I have joined a club of Pauls.
My visit to the tackle shop has little to do with buying
anything substantial, just to pick up some bits and pieces, wire crimps,
swivels and whatever shiny bits take my fancy. By the time the shop owner has
called for a time out in the ongoing debate my mind has been blanked by talk of
the Illuminati. I buy some things and leave them to their talk; well at least
it has killed some time while my video uploads.
