bleak
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Decades ago 'I was on the run' from an angry wife . I spent a couple of unprepared days fishing a deserted gravel pit - now known as Willow lakes - near my home in Hertfordshire. I ran out bait just as the very wild fish were biting. I was on the edge of a cattle pasture, had a little wander about , kicked a dry cow turd and hey-ho big fat grubs underneath. Brilliant weekends fishing after that find...