In reply to Post #10
Bit cyriptic for me that pal, please elaborate for those outside the gimp suit scene...

Totally 100% init bro.........

Please, come on darlings the what's the best carp wagon subject is so last season the ever growing vanity laden ego's carried by the coolest carpers of today can't be accommodated by merely a carp wagon, its now all about what is the best motor home darlings.

Simple answer as always when the latest 'what's the best' prefixed question comes up is, owt by badger tackle fella, as they ain't got a clue but want to look the part with the cooler gear until the crash course instant carp god routine is perfected.

Another greedy predator devours more foolish lambs whilst enjoying the journey to the cashless society. Since trips to actual retailers offering real service by fellow bi pedal humanoids and transactions made by tangible means of exchange became far too inconvenient for most the waters just keep getting murkier......

It's obviously the industry leaders annual opportunity for assessing the consumers gullibility status to further aid potential future capital growth

In reply to Post #12
You poor lad they have really done the trick with you haven't they? Best pop you back in your pen until your wolly coat is sheared.

In reply to Post #11
Because it's the job, in that case why doesn't the golf course grounds keeper still have a crack at mowing the greens after a snow blanket a foot deep, sorry bit your reply to my post is very shallow minded. maybe you'll have no objections them fishing for spawning fish then with it being the job and a outdoor one at that.

Why go at all fishing in those conditions, you'd have to be a epic sad sack to have nothing more of importance or interest in during the time of such conditions it just reeks of desperation to me I'm afraid, but I suppose my perspective maybe coloured by actually having a life and just assuming everyone's the same.

I've always been lucky to find getting on the bank regularly a obstacle free privilege, other than work which as a self employed decorator afforded me a reasonable amount of discretion with hours etc.
Unfortunately that changed abruptly just over three years ago when I was diagnosed with bladder cancer. Over the last intervening years removal of tumours and rounds of chemotherapy turned my life upside down forcing the reluctant sale of treasured tackle due to the financial cost of recovery.
However this year finds me looking forward to spring and exited to get back out there.
The replacement of tackle will be a long process but as for targets for the year it couldn't be simpler just getting back on the bank that will tick my box.
I'll leave the chase of a forty for next year.