Me and Bully were due to have a week long trip around the canals of Shropshire and Staffordshire after tench, but the awful spring weather put us off.
In the end we went to the GUC in Warwickshire for a few days.
First day was cold and windy, so much so that I went back to the camper to warm up. We had a few bits and pieces, but nothing exciting.
For a man that "doesn't drink in the week", Bully managed to put away a beer or two in the evening back at the camper. Curry and chilli, cheese and biscuits, lots of unhealthy snacks, we dined like Kings.
I got through several sets of earplugs too, as the man who doesn't snore was wheezing like a throttled pig.
Friday was a fantastic day. We were sheltered from the wind and I sat there in a T shirt soaking up the sunshine.