Friday night was really stormy and cold and rainy. So we decided to go fishing. Of course.

The week before Carl had caught a flat head which became his dinner, so he regaled us with stories and aspirations of catching a net full of fish.

I will get to the point - we got nothing, got covered in strange looking insects and soaked.

But I managed to wrap my squid bait round Carl's head whilst casting out which made me laugh so much I nearly fell off the rock.

We cannot wait to go again!!

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