Retail despair

Fishing tackle is a ‘blokey’ kind of thing – most customers wouldn’t bat an eyelid. Readers may be forgiven for believing that the following is fictitious, but regrettably it is not. While holidaying on the Central Coast I chanced to visit a fishing tackle store in Umina. On entering the store I noticed the owner sitting at a desk behind the counter. My presence was ignored. As is my wont in these circumstances

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