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Ian And Margaret Black
Ian Black
Haven’t got a picture of Margaret, bit of a
shame really as she is far better looking than Ian.
Margret is the pick of the two, so we will let
her off the hook. Now Ian is another matter. Sometimes known as the black cat he
started off as an air traffic controller in Haast, back before they had the road
through. We are not saying he is an old bastard here. He had a distinquished
carreer in Air Traffic control. What that means is no bastard ever run into one
another when he was telling them where to go.
He is a bit of a fisherman having learnt the trade from his dad up at Blacks
piont just near Reefton. Both he and his dad were among the most successful
fishermen in the district account of they had more dynamite than anyone else.
There are still holes in various rivers in the area that they caused that have
now become favorite fishing spots for the yuppies.
Ian has progressed somewhat now and has a nine foot Sage Fly Rod. For those that
don’t know what a Sage is it is the crème de crème of fishing rods, sort of like
what a Rollex is to clocks.
You could say that Ian is a puress when it comes to fishing. He is also a handy
bastard to have around when you need a hand putting up tents and stuff
The Blacks now live in Marton and have a bach on Lake Taupo where the sage gets
the odd flick.
They have frequented a few Good Bastards Days and certainly add to the quality
of attendees.
As parents of two and proud grand parents of three they lead a leasuially life
in the town of Marton where Ian has recently scored a job once more in Traffic
Controll on the Stop Go sign in their culdasac, keeps him flat out.
No finer Air Traffic Controller even held the sign.
Heres to you both.
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