This could be called poetic justice, or getting a taste of your own medicine. This is what happened:
A long time ago when pictures in fishing magazines were in black and white I used to develop and print my own photographs.
On printing one picture of myself with an 11lb bream you could clearly see a hook, with a line attached, hanging from my bottom lip. There was no mistake, the hook and line were in sharp focus.
The facts were these.
The hook couldn't have been dangled over the camera lens as the picture was taken or it would have been out of focus.
Nobody else handled the film, prints, or processing equipment but me.
There was no sign of the hook inside my camera or enlarger.
The hook couldn’t have been lay on the print as it was processed or it would have come out as a shadow or silhouette. It was so clear in the picture you see the eye, the shading on the shank, and the light reflecting on the mono line.
The hook appeared to penetrate the skin of my lip and re-emerge with the barb showing.
I can tell you I definitely didn't have a hook in my lip when the picture was taken!
Other shots taken at the time had no sign of a hook in them.
I can’t with all honesty offer a rational explanation.
The most upsetting part of the tale is that the print and negative were sent to someone who was writing a book on ghost stories (after they read the story in a fishing magazine) and was never returned.
