Friday, February 4, 2011

Getting The Right Components In Place May Mean I Don't See The Family Again

By Jon Izzard


All hail and welcome another Monday morning. And once again I can happily report that another lovely weekend has been and I can reveal glad tidings! I know that this may seem a touch pleased with myself to somebody that's had a rotten weekend, and to you I apologise and wish you a better one come Friday. In fact, if I have a rubbish weekend, you can be positive that I will be telling you all about it as it will give me a straightforward topic to start the week with if it makes you feel better.

As well as a pleasant excursion with the family, I managed to discover an excellent place for a spot of angling on the canal. At least, it'll be perfect for the summer as the view depends mainly on cricket being played on the green over the canal, which won't be seen in this hemisphere in January. But, when the new cricket season opens in May, it's the best spot along the canal for drowning the fishing tackle as long as the batsman doesn't launch one for six into the water where I've got a maggot drowning.

I've been on the lookout for locations to go to when I start fishing again and so far it's going well. There are a number of spots I've found along the canal towpath so far that look fine for setting up the fishing tackle for a quiet few hours pondering life on a Friday afternoon, so that's one tick in the box.

Also, as we start to emerge from winter, I'm intent on enjoying Saturdays doing some fishing if I can persuade the present Mrs Izzard to let me out. If, for no other excuse than I can have the complete day with Radio 5 which is peerless in my view for someone particularly interested in soccer. From Fighting Talk through to Six-Oh-Six, it's a marvellous afternoon's listening, and I consider that mix that with a day out with the fishing tackle, you can't go wrong.

I am also after a lake or large pond close by, preferably a bit sheltered like the fisheries I went to as a kid in Cranleigh.

For river fishing though, I know exactly where I am going, which is to the Severn near Arley where I can both sit by the water, dangle my fishing tackle and look at the steam trains on the Severn Valley Railway howling up and down the railway every 20 minutes or so. Can anything possibly be better? Radio 5, fishing and steam trains? If there is a way to involve some cricket as well, I think it might be possible that I'll never leave the riverbank.

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