Tales from a different time..

My Granddad is one of the most important people in my life, and defiantly the most interesting. So I thought it would be pretty fun to tell you some of his stories that he's told me over the years. If you enjoy reading this half as much as I did listening to them you're in for a treat... 

My mum's family used to live in South Africa and because of this my Granddad used to go fish for them to have food, one day he was sat next to a lake when he felt a warm breath on the back of his neck. With the noise that was coming from behind him he knew what it was... baboon's. 

Ok, I know this doesn't sound amazingly scary and perhaps a little silly, but baboons are fucking vicious. My granddad knew that if he moved at all he would be ripped to pieces by the pack, the worst thing was that at the time his line was in the water. So for hours he sat there praying that a fish didn't take the bate... if it had the line would jolt his arm and the attack would begin. So he sat. And waited. Eventually the leader got bored and left, bringing the pack with him. My Granddad was safe. 

So there we go the first tale of my Granddad, if you found this interesting let me know and I'll do more :)