Short session in Sligo

Irelands a very strange place, isn’t it? I know this is not news but today just brought it home to me how odd my adopted home is. Immersed as I am in a welter of tasks which I can’t seem to complete, I decided a few hours coarse fishing might clear my mind a bit.ContinueContinue reading “Short session in Sligo”

Change of seasons

Last Friday was a scorcher, 28 degrees when Helen and I were mooching around Galway city. The sun splitting the stones on Shop Street, traditional music flowing from the open doors of the pubs and throngs of visitors enjoying the spectacle of the sun beaming down on old Eire. I found a high stool inContinueContinue reading “Change of seasons”

Shannon Harbour revisited

When I was careering around Ireland like a lunatic a few years ago doing my ’32 counties’ project, I visited Shannon Harbour and caught a handful of fish in truly horrific conditions. The wind and rain that day still remain vivid in my memory, colouring my view of the place. Perhaps it was time toContinueContinue reading “Shannon Harbour revisited”

Just one of those days

We all get them, those days when nothing goes right. Last Monday was just such a day for me when a bad day and work spilled over into an equally poor session on the bank. I woke before the alarm, not an unusual occurrence for me but one which shortens an already insufficient night of sleep.ContinueContinue reading “Just one of those days”