[align=center]The Mayfly Is Up! [/align] On waters from Hampshire chalk streams to the western loughs of Ireland, the cry has gone up. Trains used to halt, smothered in clouds of emergent Mayflies. Parliament and the Dail were strangely empty for a fortnight. Barristers, surgeons, soldiers and parsons would forsake their posts. Piscatorial ARRSErs must have some rare - and occasionally true - fishing stories to relate . . . . .