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This is how my week has gone, I have a son and his friend who thanks To crowborough angling club are now well and truely hooked, Lets start on tuesday, Teaching 7 year olds to cast in the garden has not gone totally according to plan, 1 he is right handed I am left, so the reel has to be changed and then I have to think about everything backwards. 2 after first cast with 2oz lead decided to replace with a rubber as less items ( greenhouse) will need fixing. 3 after ten mins we had managed, to hit the greenhouse twice ( see what the rubber was for now) , caught a 12lb bramble , bounced the rubber of next doors car roof and hook our summerhouse which I may add put up a spirited fight. Final cast concussed the dog who stupidly stood 4 foot in front of Ross. All this and I am taking the 2 boys fishing in real water tomorrow. Help We then move to wednesday A quick summary of this morning, now I have recovered. Taking 2 seven year olds fishing is up there with invading France in the valour stakes. Sitting them in separate swims 25 feet apart may have been a mistake. As fast as I run to one to help unhook, or bait the other one would invariably hook a fish,ear,chair or tree , meaning a 25 foot sprint for an overweight unfit 53 year old. On arriving the first question was have you got the lollipops. This at least was consistent for the whole session. Letting them cast was also fun, one had the timing completely wrong and so either caught the grass behind or the lily 3 foot in front. When I cast for him as soon as I gave him the rod he would bring in a fish, thereby restarting the whole procedure. Meanwhile the other one ,having worked out his timing on the cast was attempting to beach fish at Eastbourne 12 miles away. I am sure the rod tip was going supersonic at one point. Loose feeding was interesting as well, but the local duck seemed to enjoy it, and was defiantly lower in water when we left. At one point I was in one swim and the boys were having a discussion in the other. But with all the mayhem, hooks in various bits of the body, tangles,spilt maggots and strawberry sweet corn stains we had fun and caught loads of fish. I now know why when I was younger why my dad would take me miles to the lakes, and leave me. He sure had more sense than me. And then today The boys fishing this mornings CDAA comp, Ross was 3rd and Patrick 4th, and they did it mostly on their own. Now for a relaxing coffee and a kip It seems stressful at the time, but at least i have 2 new boys to keep the sport alive.