Washed and weeded out..

I'm gutted, I'm desperate for a fish. I met Johnny and Karl down at Mundesley tonight the plan was to fish the flood. Two casts each, one set of gear lost each and weed that would cobble dogs and the session turned into a few practice casts followed by the footie in the pub. Shame 'cos the sea looked good, I've decided to have a go at stupid o'clock as I won't get chance for a while due to work and home commitments.

Johnny bless him, we were sat in the pub and he turns to me and says all dead pan "I saw a weird thing this morning", me and Karl said "oh yeah". "Yeah" he said "I saw a mole and a hedgehog fighting!". "Bloody hell", or something similar, we both said, "who won?". "The hedgehog on points" said Johnny, god give me strength.