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Mr Crabtree and Peter, as seen through the eyes of the late Roger Wyndham Barnes. Roger lived in a variety

Who’s going to win, the Mudskipper or the crab? In last week’s email I jokingly mentioned mudskippers. Of course, I

Blub -Florentine street artist and snorkeling fan. The thing is, Johannes Vermeer was a genius, clearly, but he did his

Stay confident with Colman’s. Confused? Yellow smile and hot breath not what you’d intended this morning? Funny, you said to

Lord Alfred, my faithful hound, considers his lunch. He saw this bottle in the Oxford Wine Co’s Witney branch and

Mrs Philips’ ghillie considers the possibility that a Barder landing net might mean fewer headaches. But then perhaps Mrs Philips

Thanks for the fishing. When we drive over to see my dear old Mum and Dad, we pass by Stanford

Back in March, just before The Pestilence, my late friend Lenny told me a good one. About fifty years ago,

Carp fishing with a carbon fibre rod. Have you entered -The Twilight Zone? Artist Pete Swift is a devotee of

Gunner’s Mate Lance B Johnson: “It’s pretty hairy in there. It’s Fanny’s kitchen.” Colonel William Kilgore: “Fanny don’t fish!” But

From today, A Man May Fish -or a woman. Women fish too. Perhaps you’re a woman who used to be

Social distancing for the sake of the nation’s health, or because one’s bathing arrangements require attention? We at the Barder