Arriving at the fishery it was great, as usual to see some faces I've not seen for a while, like Simon (Big Bloke) and Stuart (Squeaky Roller).
Ken in the tackle shop was quick to pick up on the northern accent and the friendly banter started.
Hather's wasn't fishing today as his good lady had put her foot down. He was going to the football and then having a week at Stafford Moor. This didn't stop him turning up and organising the draw for us all.
My peg for the day would be Peg 11, a disabled platform swim which of course I would soon be ridiculed for. Thanks to Hathers for eventually getting a picture of me after multiple …