It's not unusual...Well, it is lately actually...


Ok, so...it's a bit of a departure from the usual waffle that gets posted on here but, in the past I have had several of my poems published and have won one or two online competitions. The mood has to take me to write anything at all and I feel quite vulnerable posting my work. But recently after talking to a friend about poetry, I decided to pick up the pen and scribbled this down in less than 20 minutes. It might not be a competition winner, but it was fun to do...

I hope you like it...


In disarray we started the year with masks abound and still full of fear. We lost an event but there were still plenty There will be some fishing, unlike 2020. Although we were few, at least there were some We started in April 2021. The weather was bright, but Sharnhill was bad new faces came with few fish to be had. It was windy at Jim’s and the rain came in sideways it took Jerry’s brolly and washed out our side trays. Coaching and matches at Luckfield and Revels experience and skills of all different levels. Whitemoor and Mangerton, then on to the Manor. At Kingcombe there was a bit of a spanner left in the works because of the weed, Revels and Whitemoor would help us succeed. The Pairs Match at Jim’s, under the sun. A great catch by Jack ensured that he won with team mate old Muddy who had shot to fame by wearing a T-shirt bearing his nick-name. Mud Monster, Twiglet and Aquaboy too Lightning and The Meat, to name just a few. The mum’s got some names, I think there were three, The Cheerleader, Mrs Guru and Birminggam Becky. The Colombian Hit Squad did make me laugh, how Sofia still treats her father as staff. The coaches too got names no less crazy The Red Fox, Si Wag and Sergeant Bracey. One name did not stick and, it’s alas, don’t call me Bushman, it’s just Mr Bass. There are many more that I just have not mentioned. Do something daft to attract my attention. Back to the fishing, now where was I at? Mangerton coaching where the Carp are so fat! Seniors and Juniors, what can I say? I managed to win it with my partner Fai. Autumnal sunshine with coaching at Revels. October sun cream and good fishing on Trendals. With three points the difference in championship score the final took place on Donut, Whitemoor. Muddy fished hard, but Ollie was stronger Jake really tried and could hold on no longer. For his first season Jake fished very well. One to watch for the future you can tell. There can be only one winner at the end of the day One Junior to take the big trophy away. The lad who won with no joke and no folly was Aquaboy, also known too as young Ollie. Now it’s all over, I can say happily I am truly proud of our fishing family. From coaches, to parents and Juniors too nothing is possible without all of you. It only leaves me to give my thanks to our volunteer group of coaches who give up their time, tackle and bait for our Junior anglers to educate them on the one thing that society is missing the glorious sport that we all call fishing. Now from me, from the heart, to all of you, Merry Christmas and I’ll see you in 2022. If any of our juniors want to try and write something, draw something or just have something show us, please post it to me and, if we get enough, I'll make a special page on the website...

Juniors Sec…



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