Blanking at Bacton with blagged bait..

Porntash had some worms left over from the Holbeach club match at Pakefield on the weekend, be rude not to take up the offer of free bait so I rang Nobby and asked if he fancied soaking them at Bacton..

I dropped Aidan off at school and was back home, kit loaded and on the beach for 10:00. Nobby got down there a little later and spent 5 minutes looking at a flat calm sea with next to no colour, still better than cutting the grass and I suppose we were both fishing by 10:30. There was a little bit of weed on the flood that was a pain but that soon disappeared on the ebb.

I fished smaller, multi hook rigs on one rod and a pennel on the other, both rigs were clipped. Nobby used his standard cod type rigs and big baits. I had a few "bits" over the top and the first hour or so of the ebb, Nobby had a few bites but didn't connect with any. I would guess that the middle two hours of the ebb were pretty much dead save for a couple of pouts and poor cod, then as the bait was running out the tide picked up and a few fish with it.

It wasn't much of a session but given a flat clear sea and mizzly, drizzly rain I think we did ok to manage a few. Nice to see a couple of dabs which were bigger than those poor grey things Morrisons have on their fish counter (shame on them) and a nice flounder around 12oz. Aside from the flatties it was all undersize stuff bar a few skinny but sizeable whiting, no pictures because some doughnut left his camera at home.

I was fishing away when I got a text from Bri "the nest" Heritage, I've reproduced it below. It doesn't take much to tickle me and here's the proof:

A woman wants to buy a parrot so she goes into the pet shop and they have 3, 1 at £200, 1 at £100 and 1 at £15. She asks why that ones so cheap and the shopkeeper tells her it used to live in a brothel and its got a foul mouth. She thinks the family might find that amusing so she parts with her £15 and takes the yobbish parrot home. As soon as she uncovers him he pipes up "Fecking hell a new brothel", the woman sniggers. Shortly after her two daughters get home, the parrot pipes up "Fecking hell, two nice new working girls". By now the woman and her daughters are in fits as her husband walks through the door the parrot pipes up "Fecking hell, now then Pete, haven't seen you in weeks".

Lovely.

I won't be out until next week now, unless someone can talk me into it, though I notice most of my mates are heavily into the brownie points and overtime at the minute. There's only two types of people that work overtime, the needy and the greedy, which just about sums us all up!