Drove us out to the sticks last night with a bag of chips, like old people do. Parked near a pool. Three or four young persons were fishing the pool, had chairs etc. Spied me one of them unhooking what looked like a particularly large fish (carp?) which then fell in the grass. He then tried to pick it up and it slipped and fell back onto the ground, so they were all hooting with laughter, especially the female. So the young alpha male then decided to boot the fish back into the water. I doubt it would have survived without serious injury if at all. The female then cackled all the louder = kicker-boy’s objective achieved?
Am I unreasonable in wanting to kick all said yoofs into the water? It just made me feel sick. Cruelty aside, just the lack of respect for their ‘quarry’ put me off my fish and chips. Then I thought of the fish that had suffocated in order to feed me. Then I ate it (whilst making vows to in future line-catch my own fish yet Fruit-Ninja them mid-air so they’re dead even before they land)
Anyhow, after the fish-kicker incident we hung around glaring for a while, made it look like were making phone calls and taking pics of them (did take a pic of their reg no.) at which point they all calmed down and tried to make like serious fishermen.
(Mutter mutter)