Without doubt, I’ve had my tench head on for a number of weeks now.
There is a simple reason for that, as well.
I’m enjoying it.
Up nice and early I trod the well-worn path of making a flask of tea, loading the car and setting off for the lake.
Once there, it was again a familiar pattern, this time baiting the swim, casting out and settling back to drink the day’s first cup of tea.
I had the umbrella up, this time though to shield my eyes from the sun, while yesterday it was to keep the heavy showers at bay.
The British weather, eh.