Issue 54 - Tiny Tarpon
The great thing about fishing with old friends is that even if you haven’t seen each other for ages, you seem to be able to pick up a conversation you started years ago. Bob is one of those friends and we enjoy the ‘chat’ as much as we do the fishing.The problem is, that every time I call him and try and make a date, he’s always in the middle of something. Gone are the days when we would wander off down the Hampshire Avon, catch a few chub and put the world to rights. Frankly I blame Hugh Miles.
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