Sunday 18 August 2019

This and that

Ponding it as usual on Saturday, and of course a trio of bream , of varying shapes and sizes. And all set off like scalded cats before giving up. As usual. In reverse order...





Cracking lunch today for a full house of the tribe and more cooked by the Metropolitan Elite.


Then  I found  a few gaps in the weed for a few dace and a solitary gudgeon on the pin. And a tiny chub.










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