Will these rules suffice?

I think it's called
'Being put in your place'

Have a look at:

www.johnhorsey.co.uk/Lexus/lexus%20Team/int_rules.htm

Basically no fishing from an anchored boat, no trolling, rudders or leeboards, no fly longer than 25 mm, only one rod to be made up at a time, No more than 3 flies on a leader which shall not be longer than twice the length of the rod.

Rods shall not exceed 12 feet in length. Only casting down wind of the boat allowed; no boobies, weighted flies, dog nobblers, strike indicators, bungs, shooting heads, maggots, farting, burping, partaking of curries the night before, four letter words and other profanities.

Anglers shall behave in a civilised gentlemanly fashion and shall congratulate the other on the successful landing of a fish.

Each angler shall check on the other for adherance to these rules.

"farting, burping, partaking of curries the night before, four letter words and other profanities.

Anglers shall behave in a civilised gentlemanly fashion and shall congratulate the other on the successful landing of a fish"

Thats the whole of FM bolloxed then...

Could this be the same Barney?

As I say, bitterness is a terrible thing....

Oh and there is the dress code, I had completely forgotten about that:

Absolutly No:

Hooded Tops, Trainers, Jeans, Baseball Caps, Anoraks, T-shirts, earrings, jewellery or anything else for that matter that could cause the angler to look like a hooligan or chav.

Recommended:

Tattershall (Sea Island quality) shirts with regimental woven silk tie, Tailored Moleskin trousers or breeks, knitted wollen jumpers, preferably with a small logo proclaiming "Pringle" or "Barbour", Hand tailored Hacking Jacket in Holland & Sherry Cloth, field boots and a Hardy (preferably) fly fishers waistcoat.

Got to look like gentlemen on this competition.

Oh and Barney you had better grow some hair for this competition.

Hmmmmmmmmm......Gary'Gaylord'Knowles ???

Now I know why he asked me if I fancy an evenings fishing with him --I'd better watch my arse ...

Ed - trust me, your arse is safe !!!!!!!!!!!!!

So is yours ........I wouldn't go within 50 yards of yours--especially after a curry!!!!

"Ed - trust me," he says as he drops his guts in the car .......

Come on boys, this isn't the Baitbox. Take your handbags off to the Baitbox section and blow kisses at each other from there.

couldn't agree more...