Exorcising your demons slappum.

love it

You'll feel better when you get it out in the open.

A problem shared is a ...........

i know keston quite well go not a bad pub opersite the shell garage on the cross roads

many downed there the landlord used to a some good lockins

Here's one, it was just after the storm of eighty seven and me and tel were doing a night in the bay, the road that runs adjacent to the ponds was blocked as they are about 6 miles from westrum the worst hit part of the great storm. Me i do have a stunner of a storm expierence but it not fishing related, all you need to know is i was off from work at the frozen food warehouse cause the power was out and they were scared opening the door would speed the defrosting process.

I had an instamatic camera and i will post the picture of the carp i had the next day but we were expecting female company that night and we were preparing the love bivvy. I had brought loads of stuff from my mums house a rug some throw cushions etc , it was pre bedchair days and there was a pole in the middle of the umbrella f.f.s. .

schoo we were antisipating the arrival of beautiful young maidens when
"terry says what are you wearing mate"

To me the powder blue track suit was the hight of fashion see photo of next day and redmire common, yep it was nicked from redmire , don't ask me who nicked it cause that would be telling but it does just under twenty now and is awesome.

A bit of banter between us you know your mum is so fat cut her and strawberry jam comes out instead of blood type thing before terry said he would document my dress sence for eternity with my new instamatic. As he lined up i pulled a moony and he took a photo of my lunar display (he wanted a photo of me kecks so i showed him me arse), i was laughing at him and he was saying" don't worry mate when the girls see this you are gonna be stuck with the mad one, something we both noticed about one of our female bivvy guests when we met them on the bus earlier that evening.

Not wanting to get the mad one and stop terry from showing the photo of my arse to evryone which not a pretty sight even thru rose coloured specticles, i grabbed the photo and slung it in the lake.

So we met the girls, i did indeed end up with the mad one, terry disappeared with the nice one and stole her a car sterio from capri that had crashed into one of the fallen trees from the storm as she could swap it with a cab driver for a bottle of malibu, yeah i know.

So we give the girls the sterio the cab pulls up, we are ready for malibu and girls a combination we/terry had actively encoraged enough to risk going to jail for, and they just drove off. Terry well he never really changed ended up doing three years for burning his girlfriends school down as she did not want to go anymore, but i digress.

Now i know what your thinking, nice yarn but where is this going son. SO there i was june the 16th 1997 with phil the postie and we are fishing sweetcorn lift style on quils, ok i know but tench fishing during the day was the norm, no one ever got a run during the day so why bother if it wern't sunny and floaters were out of the question then we went for the tench.

Now I have heard people say i new i was going to catch that fish i even said i was, but i say i am going to have the "x" tonight everytime i go, it has come true more than once and thats why i say it. sorry Anton i always say i am gonna have the biggest fish in the lake, no ever bet me before or believed me either except jay gill lol how much was it again son yeah i bet that stung. Remind me to tell the anton story when i catch up to the right time please.

I say to phil next cast i will have a 3lb tench, i get a bite and strike, no tench but on the end is a polariod instamatic photo, shocked but totally oblivious of the memory of the night me and tel met the girls.
Phil "looks over and says what it of"
i say "i don't know maybe its a dirty one from the doggers that use the woods." So delicately i wipe the snails and the silt to reveal my arse moonying back at me powder blue tracky n all.
Phil hurried me "can you see any tits" yet he enquired"

"mate " " you are not going to believe what this picture is of" i said he says "if its a picture of a 3lb tench i give you a grand refering to the earlier claim" i made about what i was gonna catch.
"No mate its my bum and it ain't pretty"


will post me and redmire common tuesday when io am back in london, tommorow christening monday n.w. mere recky, tueday two weeks off and time to fish and write,

15th june midnight we see just how well pete's enzyme works, done three kilos at lb a night for the last week five different spots fishing opposite the most favoured swim trying to draw em away from the usual area they get nailed first night. Redmire common is my target fish for the season, but either single scale or the plated fish will do, snout or starburt would be excellent but five and four years respectively since the last capture. must dash the bivvy dog is expecting his mcdonnalds and i would not mind the pet 1st night something that i don't think has ever been done the quickest capture in my memory is 2pm pete garvan 1985 chum mixer june 16th. let you know how i get on monday, i tell you the buzz of the sixteenth without the crowds well could you ask for more

well i am nearly there, everyhing is ready for the great park just got to do it.....16th june perry my aprentice whacked trevor the leather at 14lb first time out in five years and the next week i lost the biggun. heres the photo of that common will start a proper session blog then.........