Then it will be 3 months offf for me as I prefer to honour the Close Season. Each to their own though . . . . . .
............................................... Nah! Too early.
I have fished before right up until midnight on the 14th and listening to the radio. Soon as Big Ben chimes the hour, that's it, pack up and go home.
Some of our group, well one in particular has suggested we have some sort of final get together, few beers, barby etc. Perhaps I should introduce some of them to my infamous recipe (handed down to me by an industrial estate van burger man, sadly now deceased, killed by his own cooking) for the notorious and deadly
Death By Sausage! That'll kill 'em!