Two halves is a pint. I had one (a pint). Norwich went 4-4-2 after going 1 down and equalised. Second half went back to 5 at the back, conceded and took off the striker . They lost. Good riddance. Unloaded the charabanc and walked the 10 paces to the river. One flattened maggot, Cold, bored, packed up.
Saturday, 25 October 2025
Game of two halves
Saturday, 18 October 2025
Pint, pin and the lurking pike.
I had a short window from 4.Well, after a riverside pint anyway.
Tuesday, 14 October 2025
Dank and gloom
A week of high pressure, no rain. My arse. Well, in my corner of Norfolk anyway. Cold, fine and instantly soaking through mizzle from a low cloud base. Do I stick with what I know and build a up a good net of dace and roach or check out some areas for big roach? These S bends on an otherwise long slow meander must be worth a go on dusk surely?
Monday, 13 October 2025
From Beasley Street to Beasley Boulevard.
Cracking Thursday evening up in that there Fine City with the Global Head of Content. Not long till the Greater Anglia Trains are rebadged as being part of Great British Railways.
Tuesday, 7 October 2025
From Amy to balmy
Little Un played football on Saturday in Storm Amy whipped up 50mph gusts. Made for some interesting ball trajectories. Still battering us till lunch ish Sunday as the Canaries capitulated (Upper Towen) but noticeably dropped enough for me to find a sheltered spot to winkle out a couple of tench, boy do they go on float gear. I fancy one or two last bashes before the pads die down.
Tuesday, 30 September 2025
Mediocre at best
Desultory couple of hours on the river to start the weekend, raging toothache, sinusitis and a painful earache not made better by endless tangles and small (tiny) dace and roach in every swim I tried. Sunday not a lot better heath wise but some nice roach, pigs and this stonking tench, all on corn in between the showers. Getting dark early these days.
Not the bag fest I hoped for yesterday and just dull nagging discomfort. Nice to get a hybrid for variety amongst the not quite netter roach.
Tuesday, 9 September 2025
Back to Blighty
Summer is over and the signs of a mellowing into Autumn mists and the sweet damp smells of dank decay.
Tench still occupy my thoughts and when I can on the float and a pin. I can forgive this one for picking up my down the edge wafter 45 minutes after the first slip up to a 'proper' method. Greedy fecker.
Monday, 1 September 2025
Sunny climes
Two weeks in Corfu, an all in jobbie as I refuse to drive there what with it being absolutely terrifying as the countless vertiginously perched cliff edged shrines will testify. A shame as its a lovely island. Didn't pack any travel rods for the girls as the local area is pretty much fished out though the Ionian Sea further off shore can sustain markets and local fresh fish stalls (which are plagued with wasps and hornets).
I'm not a fan of cinnamon in savoury dishes so ate mostly fish when off site in nearby Roda.
This is one Big Fat Greek Wedding I would have liked to attend at the beachside Taverna.
Beer was plentiful on site
and when we stepped out it was often an Alfa and a litre of rose


















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