Hook	#16 Pennell-sneck
Tying silk	Yellow
Hackle	Blue hackle of a lighter colour and freckled thickly with gold. (Often a Honey Dun or if one can get it a Brassy Dun)
Tail	Fibers from a Honey Dun or lighht Blue Dun spade-feather.
Tip	A few turns of yellow silk Austin pointed out that it should not be so many turns, that one could call it a Tag.
Body	A dubbing mixture with a very faint light red colour consisting of wool from the scrotum of a ram, crème-coloured unborn seal’s fur and the same dyed red as well as yellow and a little wool from a lemon-coloured Cocker Spaniel.

I got myself a small amount of the original dubbing in 1958 from the old English firm S. & E.G. Messeena, and in a letter with the parcel they informed me of the concoction and moreover added: We are the only people that really make up the Tup’s recipe... It’s a lot of trouble to do and I can myself confirm that! I split their dubbing and found out exactly what the mixture was.

Solely to get the notorious wool was a great problem as a vet  I couldn’t resist, when I visited a farmer who had sheep to ask if he also had an old ram. A lot of rams were captured, turned upside down to inspect the vital region - the reason for my nickname ‘The crazy Vet.’ but none had the right texture and colour.

The wool shall be of a light reddish-yellow colour - the yellow has its origin from contact with urine and the red from the faeces from sheep bugs - moreover the wool at the named place is ‘glued’ together by fat.

Finally I got the right stuff... One day a fishing friend of mine who worked at a nearby slaughter-house came and delivered a plastic bag telling my unsuspecting wife, that it was a pouch without money!

Arriving home from practice my wife told me, that a friend had delivered a parcel, which she had placed down in our washroom in the cellar. It took me a lot of lukewarm soap water to clean it a bit, and after drying I got the hard work to part the fibres (It was before I found out to card it, like the sheep breeders do).

Then I should get some fur from an unborn seal but from where? I had the luck that a good friend in southern Jutland one day got a visit from a friend, who had just come home from Greenland, and he had brought the skin of an unborn seal to the local tanner. When he got it back it was nearly destroyed and he neglected to pay for it and let it be. My friend asked him if he could have it, when he paid for the tanning and so I got my skin and since then I could make a lot of friends happy. (In Greenland and also e.g. in Lappland they use urine for tanning). My next ‘hunting target’ was wool from a lemon-coloured Spaniel. That was a lot easier – I contacted a dog trimmer and asked her to secure a small amount of wool next time she should trim a dog of that colour.

Since then I have had the fortune to could provide fly tying friends with the original dubbing for the famous fly.

Now I have only the fear “that my local stream, Simested å, shall stink of Tup’s from Aalestrup to the Sea”, as the stream did near to Austin’s home after a short while.

One can buy Tup's dubbing in fly tying shops; but usually   it has nothing to do with the original stuff – often it’s a red mixture of dyed seal’s fur and wool.

The fly is most often tied as a dry fly; but it’s also fine as a wet fly or nymph – in the last case tied with a very short hen hackle.

The late Molly Sweet tied the illustrated fly in 1965. As a prof she had to use inexpensive hackles, therefore she used only the very tips of the feathers and compensated by using four: Two of ginger colour, one of cream and one blue dun!

She took over the shop in Usk after the famous Welsh fly dresser and haircutter, Harry Powell. In Powell’s time it was a barbershop and he tied his flies in the backroom . One day when he was asked to tie a special fly for a customer, he couldn’t find the right wool for the dubbing, then a farmer arrived for haircutting and he had his dog, a mongrel of the right colour, with him. While he had his hair cut in the shop the dog had its hair cut in the backroom?

Molly's husband, Lionel Sweet, was a very famous salmon fisher and fly caster. He showed me how to cast a fly behind the shop. He was a short, broad person with a lot of welsh humour. Many people who shall instruct in flycasting use technical terms like power fase etc. Lionel did it his own way: "When you shall throw the line and fly to the rear think that behind you is your favourite pear tree and high up in it sits a naughty boy and steals your fruits - you shall not point at him with your rod; but give him a spanking with the tip of your rod. Then you get a fast and high cast to the rear. And when you after a pause shall make the forward throw imagine that you have in front of you an oblique table full of flies and you shall not point at them with your rod; but smash them".  This is a much more spectacular way to demonstrate it than the often used comparison with a hammer and a nail.