Defined as spotting substances which one suddenly imagines might be good for tying flies from, and feeling compelled to acquire them. And then to make flies out of them, possibly of dubious merit
While shopping for Christmas decorations, I spotted a bag of what I can only describe as holographic angel hair:
I was on it like a stockie at a blob. Later, at home, I discovered that it is quite coarse, stiff stuff, not very promising, but eventually thought that maybe it could be layered in a wing like deerhair. With a bit of SH brushed through it to stiffen it up, it might have some potential for SWFF, pike or perch fishing, maybe:
Next discovery was that the wife was picking over an item of clothing which had been washed too many times and was shedding lycra fibres. She was pulling these fine, brown, rubbery fibres off it and making a little pile of them. She noticed me eyeing it, and had me sussed out - "are you thinking of making flies out of that stuff?"
Busted.
I give you, neat or with a little hare's ear in the dubbing, the Gold Ribbed Wife's Bra:
It's an affliction. I may need to seek help.
Fly Tying Magpie Syndrome
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