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
Chair
Bob
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