I remember walking along the Tweed in Innerleithen in June 1986 with my family. I was trying to catch little tiddlers by the edge of the water in my flimsy yellow net. I managed to catch one which my brother helped me land! However, he promptly fell in the water and I lost the fish my net.
My brother came out, emptied his shoe of water and the tiddler fell out his shoe! Great memories.
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