Fight, a REAL fight!

Three of us, M, B and A went for a walk with the dogs to have a look at the river yesterday.

The river warranted a good peer because the area around Thrupp has been more wading territory than field and more lake than river.  I was surprised that the levels were so changed and walking back we stopped to chat to S at the flood gate.  This lead to M, B and A wondering whether the levels were the same and whether the flood gate would open, whether we would have left it open is another matter. We had great fun and weren’t really making much progress when a fisherman from around the corner started walking towards us. 

“Oh”, said M, “I think he has come to help”.  When the fisherman was eventually in ear shot I asked him whether he had come to help.  The answer to my question was delivered to M.  It wasn’t brief, nor was it gentle or kind, but the general conclusion was the answer was no, he had not come to help he had come to push M into the canal.  As it happens the fisherman did not push M into the canal instead the fisherman decided to turn his aggression onto A. ‘If you get any closer you will get it’ he said.  I found this quite baffling. There was the flood gate, M then A and then the fisherman. A had not moved his position yet there was a mile or so from the fisherman to Enslow. Indeed the fisherman had actually walked a good minute or so to get into A’s space in the first place!!

As we walked off M wished that he had just jumped into the canal of his own accord when the fisherman threatened to throw him in.

The fisherman has been encountered before. Apparently he is a warrior he was also quite mad and I thought he was going to spontaneously combust.