The Bailiff and the Pickle Onion

Several years ago in a town in the county of Derbyshire flowed a river full of big trout, some well over 8lbs in weight. It was a no fishing area as the river flowed through a public park which was heavily bailiffed. One of the reasons the fish grew so big was the fact that [...]

Silly Punts and Zealous Sailors

Recently in another category I talked of my cruiser which lived near my house in the small marina known as Carters Boat Yard. It was owned by my mate Roy, my regular partner in the taking of pints of Charles Wells bitter, and his long suffering wife, Annie. When it came to angling I always [...]

Expensive Poles Break Easy

Recently I penned a story about my mate Lloyd and the great cow debacle where all his carbon was trampled upon. About the same time I had the import agency into Ireland for Maver Angling Products. Then I rated the poles the best on the market although some of them were a bit fragile to [...]

Great Days on the Levels

As a broth of a boy aged 17 and doing an engineering apprenticeship in the Sheffield steel works I was the envy of several of my mates. It wasn’t the fact that I had to attend night school 3 nights per week and college one day a week. It was the fact that I was [...]

COWS AND CARBON JUST DON’T MIX. A good few years ago now, myself and a very good friend who incidentally worked along side me in my business decided to take a few hours off and go fishing on the cut below Tarmonbarry. The cut in those days was always full of fish in every peg [...]