Bad weather and a strange occurrence. November had been a bad month for me getting out on the bank due to work and the bad weather.

After a nine day stretch at work I had a window for a quick overnighter so arranged to meet my pal Matt Marlow for another social, this time meeting on the section of the middle Trent I’d been successful on in Oct.

Contrasts and a big new moon. I’d had a lovely surprise weekend away in Suffolk, good company and nice food and felt fully re-charged.

PB’s... I had the evening and night to myself but had work in the morning so it was down to the Ouse for a local overnighter.

A month of highs and lows. After a week of nights at work I drove up the M1 looking forward to two nights on the Derwent.

Barbel from four different rivers. After a brilliant June and eight days at work I was itching to get out fishing again.

The 16th and a Derwent PB. Last season I had decided not to go back to Fields End as it didn’t appear to hold my target of a “local” 3 pound Crucian…

A red letter morning and a trip to Spain. The Barbel Society show was again held at Chesford Grange Hotel, Warwickshire and as last year it was a great day out catching up with friends old and new.

PB’s starting to tumble. I’d planned to do some Spring Carping on a local lake called Gingerbread and popped down for a walk round on the Saturday with a view to fishing the night.

The end of a magical season. Work was taking too much fishing time again and it had been over a week before I could get out again.

February – It’s Show Season. Following a few frosty cold nights the weather went cloudy and mild in this crazy winter so I thought this would be the window for a Feb double…

A difficult month! Once Xmas and the New Year festivities were out the way I then had a week of nights to contend with, I really don’t like working them but after 77 hours I get a weeks rest days so it’s worth it in the end.