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will spencer
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i've just returned home from a days fishing with my wife and kids.i didn't fish but set up the boys and helped out landing fish and baiting the swims(and trying to stop callum eating pellets).lots of fish were caught,kyle landing his biggest ever bream of 4lb and callum just enjoyed telling everyone he won when he caught another fish.we had a barbie with a few sausages and whilst sat quietly with a sausage cob i sat looked and listened.greenfinches and goldfinches fighting out who sang the best,the robin telling all and sundry this was his patch,blackbirds squabbling in the hedges,the mistle thrush withhis melodic song.in the distance a cuckoo probably letting know that it was time to depart our shores until next spring.swifts chasing midges twisting and turning reminiscent of dogfights between spitfires and messerschmits.dragonflies showing their grace landing on the tip of the pole floats,the flash of the kingfisher shooting across the lake like a supersonic dart.i looked down watching a wasp trying and succeeding to wrestle a pellet sized piece of sausage away.and, to top it all my boys laughing and smiling all day catching fish and losing fish.late summer fishing does it get much better than this?