Institutionalisation
I spent some time in a secure unit when I was 20. Actually, ‘secure unit’ is being generous – it was a Mental Hospital, dating back to the First World […]
Tag Archives: Fishing
Dorset Life
I had a couple of hours free yesterday afternoon, and, thanks to Ben (my brother-in-law), I had almost a pint of maggots in my bait tub. With relatively clear skies […]
Polarization
I often wonder how other people view ‘time’ in their minds. Mine shapes like a loop in a rollercoaster, blurred at the bottom, but specific dates (my birthday for one) […]
Summer Crus
Such is the delicious intensity of the final few weeks of the fishing season, the slightly lengthening days countered by the shortening of opportunity, that when it stops, I cannot […]
Shapes
With less than five weeks until the end of the fishing season, I am normally fishing frenetically in early February, but even on those odd days when the river has […]
More Tench….
Time has not been my friend so far this season. After Opening Day I have only been able to squeeze one evening’s fishing in – and I had to return […]
Opening Day
It came around a bit too quickly this year and caught me slightly off guard, but still my sleep was fitful on the night of the 15th. Opening Day really […]
Old and New
Apologies for the trumpet blowing, but needs must….! There is a rather nice review of The Idle Angler in the latest edition of Salmo Trutta, the annual journal of the […]
Open Season?
At the end of the 19th Century a close season was introduced for coarse angling. With the majority of fish being caught and killed, it was determined that fishing be […]
Final Day Fun!
There was a low turnout for the annual Golden Scale Club Final Day Fish-in this year – mainly because no-one knew about it. Of course, with the lack of competition, […]
