Hoo Flung Dung? My first sight of Hong Kong was when I woke up on a wet miserable morning, I looked out of the porthole in my cabin and saw mountains, there won't be any carp lakes up there, I thought. I got out of bed, got dressed and went out on the deck. What
A while ago there appeared in an EMAP angling magazine, an advertisement, small and discreet, offering a service. 'Friends or Lovers for Lonely Fisherfolk,' it declared, together with a box number for applicants.A date line for those who have been abandoned at the river bank. Haven't we all, at one time or another, I hear
By Steve Richards of The Perchfishers Are you sitting comfortably? Then I will begin. I suppose my fishing career started when I was about 5 or 6 years of age in Croyland Brook, being a Northants man. This Brook runs through Croyland Park, Wellingborough and we lived at the top of the park so you
I have fished the marshes of the Pevensey levels and the Romney Marsh since the early fifties and remember the Wallers Haven when it used to run by the garden of the Star Inn. In those days, Carp were very rare and the Wallers Haven had a different name, it was called the Pevensey Sluice.