Just seen your postings above Mr Marsden and Mr Knowles! Grrrrrr!
Although not relevant, I thought I’d post this here. I had a dream last night about the compo we are holding. To cut a long story short, I was fishing and went over to the carp park (of a lake I don’t recognise) to meet Graham who drove down with Ron Clay (truth), they were fussing about all over the lace and were chauffeured by a really camp guy in a thunderbirds suit (don’‘t ask). There was someone else who I can’t for the life of me recognise!. Anyways, being old gits, I was helping them get their gear out of the car and all the time this camp chauffeur was fussing all over them. Well, as I was picking up their gear, their rods started to fall apart and the cork was coming off all over the place. Eventually, we started to walk towards the swims and I was giving Graham and Ron a piggy back. Then out of he blue, that Git Gypsy Dave woke me up at 2:30 am (another vodka session no doubt) and ruined the whole thing!
God knows what all this means, especially the camp chauffeur bit! That’s the honest truth! I would have loved to have completed the dream! Its gonna be an interesting 12th June me finks! Bit worried about meeting Graham now though, he’ll probably turn up in a pink cowboy outfit riding Shetland pony!
Sorry had to write all this down, I was going out of my mind!
