This Wednesday morning was frosty and the winds cold, blowing from the North East! Did we have any "GREAT EXPECTATIONS", I thought not. The lad's were in good cheer, and parted with their money quite easily, so all the business was completed.
Misha was looking after us today, dishing out the hot drinks and selecting the pegs to be fished, The Golden Peg was number seven. Horny was with us today, he had so much gel on his hair it stuck up, and he looked like an insult to a SCARED HEDGEHOG; he must be the oldest swinger in town.
At the draw I got 19, and was well pleased, as the fish were there the last time we fished here, but sadly not today.
As expected the going was tough, even the Chef next to me struggled, which made me feel not so bad.
At the weigh in the Merlin had magically put 20lbs 10ozs into his net, where they came from nobody knew. Well done Brian. The silvers were sparse, with George on the top, closely followed by a HEDGEHOG.
Our next match on Sunday is at Sedges Tile, which is full, and next Wednesday
on Avalon where I would like more names please.
See you on Sunday