Monnowlogue 
Early Season Thoughts…(6)
I’m not very good at this am I? Blogging that is… although the keen eyed out there may make similar observation about my fishing. My last blog posting was the night before opening day… over a month ago, and during that time I’ve been out and about at least four times, “So why […]
The Night Before The Morning After
Thoughts from Friday 2nd March
Okay, so it’s not night time yet; in fact it’s only early afternoon, but today is one of those occasions when you can, as David Coleman might have said, “Literally cut the tension with a knife”.
Not that days like that are uncommon in a household with a demanding family and a […]
Grayling and Grey December Days
“Would you like to go fishing today?” smiled Mrs S sweetly, across the breakfast table. Some questions dont require an answer do they? And when the alternative to riverside escape involved spending the day in the company of the tyrannical female hierarchy of the inlaws, all I could manage by way of a response was […]
November Rain
With all the rain this week and tales of gloom and depsondency from our North Walian correspondents on the Severn and Dee, I felt downright bloody sceptical on the receipt of a friends “Get out and fish man! It’ll be wonderful” email.
Driving down through the Herefordshre borders, ditches filled with swirling torrents of terracotta sluice […]