With Bev's funeral just three days away I jumped at the chance to join Ben for another session down at his syndicate venue. A 04.30 hrs rendezvous in the car park was arranged and I spent a very pleasant morning ( I packed up at 12.30 hrs because of Bruno) although I failed to put a fish on the bank today. I did lose two, both to hook pulls, due to the rapidly emerging weed growth within the pit and my insistence on using barbless hooks. However, Ben fared a little better, although also losing two fish, as he landed his first Tench over nine pounds. At 9 lbs 1 oz, he becomes the third "Wraftie" to achieve such a feat, joining my brother Simon and I. It was a stunning individual and I am rather pleased with the shots obtained.
I had to content myself playing around with the long lens, pointing it in the direction of a Common Tern which was patrolling the margins on the look out for snacks. So much more to see, via the binoculars, it was a very pleasant way to waste away a few hours whilst the clock ticks, relentlessly, towards Bev's final farewell.
Despite the incredible support being provided by family, friends and neighbours I am not coping particularly well at present. I am dreading the service at the crematorium and just want Tuesday out of the way so I can press the "re-set button" and get my life back into some form of routine again?
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