Once I caught a fish alive,
6,7,8,9,10,
Then I let it go again.
That's the rhyme my twins sang last weekend. It was an exciting Sunday excursion for them as they love the outdoors. We went to a small river in the outskirts of Coventry - on the private waters of Stoneleigh Park.
SHhhhh.. it was illegal fishing. We didn't have any license to fish in the private waters but were informed that if it was just fun fishing for the kids, it should be quite harmless. They didn't have any rods. What they had with them were only fishing line, hook and worm. Yes, they dug the worms from our garden and found some yummy fat ones. 
My children love fishing and have been doing so since they were much younger. Their dad (MrD) is an ardent fan of fishing, or angling. He used to spend hours in the sea (very interesting - not!). The twins never followed their dad to sea but they tried their luck in various other locations. The one perhaps most exciting to them was when they caught numerous baby flowerhorns in the lake of Taman Aman. They have never had a fishing rod so a line with hook was adequate. A note of warning: the kids only managed to catch small fish (ikan bilis!!). Perhaps we'll get them a fishing rod each and then they can bring home something for dinner! No, I'm afraid that here in UK, it's always a case of "catch and release", unless you're at a paid pond.
Now that they've discovered fishing in England waters, they've already requested to go fishing every Sunday. WHAT?? This we need to pause and reflect...