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- bill yards
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On sunday I was up near Middlewich on the T&M in a WL. I drew smack opposite the last moored boat in a row; it was as narrow as crappity smack.
Here we go; the woman on the far bank boat wakes up; she was quite pleasant but for a grinding voice like Janet Street Porter. She could talk for England. I was quite polite but on itwent, yak, yak, crappity smack yak. Needless to say worse was to follow. Ten minutes before we start she starts this crappity smack boat up then decides to lump stuff on and off the boat. The crappity smack thing was swaying that much my float was ending up under me feet, I kid you not. In deperation I put another four sections on and tried to get to the far bank wall next to the boat. I was only in there 30 seconds and then it happened, no it didn't go under, this woman stood on the wall about six inches from my float, that was that out the crappity smack window.
On it went, yak, yak crappity smack yak, then there was a bit of, sort of, relief. Another boat camealong and wanted to moor nxt to the one opposite me. As it was dead narrow, he had to rev the crappity smack up to manoevre it into position. All you coul do was laugh. Next thing this woman asked me if I would clear the waste pipe out in the canal bank on the other side of the boat, - with my pole! She explained that if the waste pipe was cleaner the grass would grow cleaner on her side of the canal which would be benificial to her chickens. When the recently moored boat settled down I finally had a bit of peace as she started yakking to them; her crappity smack voice was now grating more than ever.
To be perfectly honest I would have been better off being pegged in the middle of Morrison's.
Other than the craic in the pub what a complete waste of a day.
Needless to say I caught crappity smack all.
I didn't as for my money back, it was just one of those things. Why me, why the crappity smack me
Thank crappity smack Stoke won
Here we go; the woman on the far bank boat wakes up; she was quite pleasant but for a grinding voice like Janet Street Porter. She could talk for England. I was quite polite but on itwent, yak, yak, crappity smack yak. Needless to say worse was to follow. Ten minutes before we start she starts this crappity smack boat up then decides to lump stuff on and off the boat. The crappity smack thing was swaying that much my float was ending up under me feet, I kid you not. In deperation I put another four sections on and tried to get to the far bank wall next to the boat. I was only in there 30 seconds and then it happened, no it didn't go under, this woman stood on the wall about six inches from my float, that was that out the crappity smack window.
On it went, yak, yak crappity smack yak, then there was a bit of, sort of, relief. Another boat camealong and wanted to moor nxt to the one opposite me. As it was dead narrow, he had to rev the crappity smack up to manoevre it into position. All you coul do was laugh. Next thing this woman asked me if I would clear the waste pipe out in the canal bank on the other side of the boat, - with my pole! She explained that if the waste pipe was cleaner the grass would grow cleaner on her side of the canal which would be benificial to her chickens. When the recently moored boat settled down I finally had a bit of peace as she started yakking to them; her crappity smack voice was now grating more than ever.
To be perfectly honest I would have been better off being pegged in the middle of Morrison's.
Other than the craic in the pub what a complete waste of a day.
Needless to say I caught crappity smack all.
I didn't as for my money back, it was just one of those things. Why me, why the crappity smack me
Thank crappity smack Stoke won
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Hard luck Bill, luck of the draw I suppose. Yesterday there were 2 balls in the bag when I drew, mine and the one that I left in which turned out to be the Golden Peg and ended up a close second on the day! Who knows what might have been?
I fished on the upper R Wensum at Billingford on Saturday. One of my mates at the draw said you want to draw peg 15, needless to say, I got 14 and he got 15. He had a bush that came 1/2 way across the river and screamed chub. About 15 yards above him was my peg. Peg 13 was 25 metres above me with small bushes and with 60 metres to the next peg. No cover and 3 foot of gin clear river. Had a go with lob worm, cheese-paste, bread and at one stage 6 maggots on a 10's of which one had the very end nipped. Nothing on the stick float although I piled in maggots halfway down my peg all day. I had a minnow by scaling down and fishing a single maggot on the tip and towards the end of the match I got a snatch on the tip from what I think was probably a trout but it was off asd quickly as it was hooked. I hope that my first day on the R Yare come June 16th will be better than my last day on the R. Wensum!
Peg 15 won the match with 16lb 5oz, 4 chub, peg 13 had 2 minnows!
I fished on the upper R Wensum at Billingford on Saturday. One of my mates at the draw said you want to draw peg 15, needless to say, I got 14 and he got 15. He had a bush that came 1/2 way across the river and screamed chub. About 15 yards above him was my peg. Peg 13 was 25 metres above me with small bushes and with 60 metres to the next peg. No cover and 3 foot of gin clear river. Had a go with lob worm, cheese-paste, bread and at one stage 6 maggots on a 10's of which one had the very end nipped. Nothing on the stick float although I piled in maggots halfway down my peg all day. I had a minnow by scaling down and fishing a single maggot on the tip and towards the end of the match I got a snatch on the tip from what I think was probably a trout but it was off asd quickly as it was hooked. I hope that my first day on the R Yare come June 16th will be better than my last day on the R. Wensum!
Peg 15 won the match with 16lb 5oz, 4 chub, peg 13 had 2 minnows!
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bad look mate [but you don't always want a boat ] did you draw 7,8,9
bill you couldn't draw any wores than me at the minute
bill you couldn't draw any wores than me at the minute
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i was on peg 8. team mate in next section peg 13. we also got 213-danny. two anglers within 3 pegs of gate and them bloody swans. peg 4 swingbridge. one so called good draw-peg 20 swingbridge on the day the bream decide to have a party !! but we had a good night in kegworth there was another fancy dress on least that's what i think it was -two blokes in nappys walking the streets or is this kegworth in general . last week in pub all the blokes were wearing taliban hunting club tee shirts and the women were in muslim outfits. not very politically correct just crappity smack brilliant
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On sunday I was up near Middlewich on the T&M in a WL. I drew smack opposite the last moored boat in a row; it was as narrow as crappity smack.
Here we go; the woman on the far bank boat wakes up; she was quite pleasant but for a grinding voice like Janet Street Porter. She could talk for England. I was quite polite but on itwent, yak, yak, crappity smacking yak. Needless to say worse was to follow. Ten minutes before we start she starts this crappity smacking boat up then decides to lump stuff on and off the boat. The crappity smacking thing was swaying that much my float was ending up under me feet, I kid you not. In deperation I put another four sections on and tried to get to the far bank wall next to the boat. I was only in there 30 seconds and then it happened, no it didn't go under, this woman stood on the wall about six inches from my float, that was that out the crappity smacking window.
On it went, yak, yak crappity smacking yak, then there was a bit of, sort of, relief. Another boat camealong and wanted to moor nxt to the one opposite me. As it was dead narrow, he had to rev the crappity smacker up to manoevre it into position. All you coul do was laugh. Next thing this woman asked me if I would clear the waste pipe out in the canal bank on the other side of the boat, - with my pole! She explained that if the waste pipe was cleaner the grass would grow cleaner on her side of the canal which would be benificial to her chickens. When the recently moored boat settled down I finally had a bit of peace as she started yakking to them; her crappity smacking voice was now grating more than ever.
To be perfectly honest I would have been better off being pegged in the middle of Morrison's.
Other than the craic in the pub what a complete waste of a day.
Needless to say I caught crappity smack all.
I didn't as for my money back, it was just one of those things. Why me, why the crappity smack me Smiley Smiley Smiley Smiley
Thank crappity smack Stoke won Smiley Smiley
CAKKLING WOMEN AND crappity smackING BOATS NIGHTMARE MATE, Really feel for ya