Whilst sat beside a lake a few weeks ago, I thought how nice it would be to see the float slide away, followed by a nice fat tench rolling into the landing net.
Well, the float didn't slide away, but I kept imagining a lovely golden tench lying safely in the folds of a Crabtree style net.
"I can't wait to buy a bamboo pole and a filament of line and a tube of breadcrumbs. I want to participate in this practice which allows a man to be alone with himself in dignity and peace. It seems a very precious thing to me".