Hand-lining, Cakey. Perhaps.
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Just one sad update folks. I was informed by Sue last week that Alan, who I mention in the article, has had his cancer return and he has been given just 3 to 6 months. They don't believe that chemotherapy will do any good and he is now too weak to withstand it.
I can't help feeling, knowing the fuller story from Sue, that 3-6 months is being optimistic and that time is now ever so short for him. We've known each other since about 1966 when we first started fishing together and went on the Thursday Night Pub Crawl around Ashton always finishing up with fish and chips and curry sauce at a friend's chippie. The other member of the drinking team was Dave Wright, who sadly passed away earlier this year again from cancer, but also following a horrendous car crash in Cumbria.
I'm sure that news didn't do Alan any good, he'd tried to stay in touch with Dave throughout, whereas I am rather distant from it all now. The great pity is that I really did want to take Alan fishing down here and either get him a nice carp or a superb barbel from the Thames, something we could only have dreamed of when we fished together all those years ago.
Alas, it won't be now and all I can do is wish him peace on his final leg of the journey of life.