. That afternoon i booked the tunnel and planned my route by road to Holland 388 miles road trip with me and my trusted Sat-Nav . bait was ordered just for the weekend as its so much easier to order fresh bait for each day and of course cancel it if you didn't need it .so casters maggots and worms were ordered for each match .Digs all sorted and i couldn't of lodged with a nicer bunch of lads .Well the big day arrived up showered and on my way 5am heading down the M1 towards the tunnel. around 8 am i pulled up
i was a little earlier than i should of been but to my horror there had been an incident in the tunnel and because i'd opted for a time slot it meant my slot was going to be pushed back and could of been 4pm 
so the only way i could get on the tunnel was to pay a additional cost which allowed me to join the anytime bookings [lesson learnt dont do thing on the cheap they always backfire 
] perhaps an hour later i was on the train and heading into Europe my first job was to pick some fags up for the lads so a coffee and a breakfast was also needed . Once you had started driving the time pasted as quick as the miles and i was soon near Gent in Belgium as i approached before my very eyes two or three lorries jack knifed across the road 
At this point i realised we were not going anywhere for the next couple of hours
well i couldnt believe it the police had closed the road two junkions behind us allowing us to turn around and use the first one to get off .this point a little panic set in as my Sat-nav would try and get me on the same road the N57 .so brave as i am i stopped at one of the police cars and told them my problem and before no time they had given me a different postcode and said once you reach this postcode put your orginal postcode back in and everything should be fine 
would you get that sort of help over here ::) ::) i arrived at the Citta around 2 pm so straight down the canal where i found the lads fishing a afternnon match so tagged on the end loads of linners a few foul hooker but no bream until a little later but still only two . still it told me there were loads of fish in the canal
realising i hadn't put my watch forward one hour it was time to pack up and head to the digs
With it being a last minute dash to Holland i had offers all over the place and the first was from the stainy lads and what a house it turned out to be
The Godfather John Hall Lee Hall Andy Mundel and Bicko it was a pretty big hounor i can tell you but as soon as i arrived the kettle was on and i was waited on hand and foot and really welcomed so it was a wash and out for some food .but what i didn't realise the bar that closed on the dot at 12pm now stayed open until 3am
all day the time had pasted and when Lee said its time we went back to the digs i was well and truely slorted 
dear-o-dear thats just the first night part two later
never really noticed it must be me the only noise is them bloody buses behind you . then the shaking steve's platforms but you can't beat parking behind your peg .simple not all of us can win not all of us can catch loads of fish at the same time but we all have something in common we all get on and enjoy the time we are together . 
