Showing posts with label trout. Show all posts
Showing posts with label trout. Show all posts

Friday, 5 October 2012

Trout fishing in Africa



. . . and enjoying the aforesaid bout of hareem gymnastics, in the course of which we rolled down the bank into the water, not that Uliba seemed to notice, the dear enamoured girl, for she thrashed about in the shallows like a landed trout.


Flashman on the March, p.101, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2005.


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Monday, 9 July 2012

Bold Oscar





. . . and caught the eye of the bold Oscar, who was holding forth languidly to a group of his fritillaries near the bar entrance, looking as usual like an overfed trout in a toupé.


Flashman and the Tiger, p.290, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2000.


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Thursday, 3 November 2011

Doffing his tile



The Yankee secret service evidently left nothing to chance. “Good luck, Comber . . . and,” he added quietly, “if need be, good hunting.” Cool as a trout, rot him, doffing his tile and knuckling his lip-whisker as we drove away.


Flashman and the Angel of the Lord, p.196, Harper Collins, 1995.


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Saturday, 31 May 2008

Cool as

Usually he was as cool as a trout...



Flashman, p.173, Pan edition, 12th printing, 1979.




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