WHERE ARE ALL THE PHISHER’S?

I am feeling a little sad and disappointed, like a girl all dressed up with nowhere to go. After a lot of effort and some considerable expenditure the new dams are full of crystal clear waters which are heaving with fat trout, but nary a well heeled fisherman to be seen!
This is disappointing.
The hikers are as thick as thieves, the cows are bringing in the lolly as predicted but even after imploring in all the major publications and the www for the troutist’s to come practice their trouting here, the luxury and splendor of my phisher lodge lies unappreciated.
Even more disappointing!
The trials and tribulations of the international financial collapse seem to have washed up to my door and impoverished the misty morning fly flickers.
The government has also entered with misguided enthusiasm into the fray with new laws and regulations to irritate and distress those perceived as having been less deprived than others. They have decided, with I am sure only the best intentions to deprive many troutist’s their sport and more distressing have also decided that many that make a crust from these fish should not do so anymore. It is amazing how the chattering classes are willing to stick it to others to promote their own agenda’s even if that hurts their own!
They have fairly arbitrarily decided where these fish might be tolerated and where not, and that we all need permit’s which require a fortune to obtain, neither will help the theoretically threatened Tilapia fish, the environment or the down trodden that are their brief to aid.
So things are looking grim, the fishermen are poor and the government hates me, oh boo hoo.