We have just received an astonishing photograph from New Zealand that was sent to us by our Tintin National: Benoit de Vilmorin, better known under his sobriquet of “Vilmo”.  In a few words, he told us that the wild trout in these far-away countries are really onerous to catch, but that he has, as always, triumphed. The solution is simple but, of course, you have to come up with it. Grace of our marvelous and frivolous girl friday, Marie-Louise, with her elegant finery…  well, even the most difficult fish… how can I put it…  they got excited and started to get a boner, just as you and I would get an erection at the sight of such an offering, of such a treasure. In such a state, it is well known that to run or swim is practically impossible. Precisely, taking advantage of that moment, our cunning and intrepid Vilmo, armed with his net with a short handle (Oh! Pardon for this villain word!), intervened with great dexterity and captured the (erectile handicapped) beast. I can already hear the purists, grumbling in their beards, with reproaches and cursing: “All of that is not very sportive.  We are quite far from Frederic M. Halford!” To which we would reply that, there are always the grumpy who refuse to consider the progress of modern science and that if we were to take them seriously, we would still be in the age of axes and flintstones!  So, POOF! The moment he returns from New Zealand, our courageous reporter will give us all the salacious details apropos his pioneering and singular technique, you can be sure of it.