LIKE MOTHER LIKE SON

The story focuses on three families. The Kinnear's, The Millsap's, and the Owen's. All different. They live very different lifestyles. Albert Kinnear the Librarian, who's parents came from Swindon but live in Pinetree Gardens, his father Jack is an engineer. He is a keen gardener and Pigeon fancier. Albert meets the daughter of Charlie and Elizabeth Millsap. They live on Kenton Road, in a bought property. He also is a pigeon man who has wangled his way into a chairman's job. he is a welder down the docks. No one is good enough for their daughter and they resent the relationship between Laura and Albert. Then there is William Owen(Willick) a roofing builder who lives in Cedarwood Avenue with two son's and a daughter. Alan is a jack the lad; he will sleep with any woman given the chance. Harry the youngest is a joiner and the brains in the family. Evelyn his daughter is twenty five and her father is pushing her to meet a man and get married so he can have grandchildren.

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“That’s fine with me.’ We may get an hour or so before the fish start coming on anyway.’

Steadily they drove on through the early hours passing some Lorries who were on the road making some delivery across the country. Susan pulled out then over took them.

“Will we put the tent up first?’

“No we set up the rods and the bite alarms which I will show you.’

“Do the fish set off an alarm?’

“Yes, the fish swallows the hook bait, its natural instinct is like us in a lot of respects, it’s fight or flight syndrome. The fish initially will run away with the bait which triggers the alarm. They swim pretty damn quickly up the lake and then the fight starts. The fish tries to shake the hook from its lip.

“We Use barbless hooks so it does not harm the fish. We weigh the fish after unhooking it and take a few pictures and then put them back to fight another day.

“I didn’t bring my camera said Susan.’

“Its okay Susan I have mine in my tackle box.’

“I’m glad you remembered.’

“What and miss the moment you catch you’re very first carp; Never.’

They hit the A1 6265 driving at seventy miles an hour.’ It hardly felt as if they were moving.

“Not long now said Harry as familiar places started to come into view.’

“Take this slip road said Harry and Susan indicated to the left then changed lanes then took the slip road.

There was a sign post for Rippon and Harry looked out for the turn off for Grafton Mere.

Another four miles down the road he pointed it out and Susan reduced speed then turned left down this beautiful country road it was six fifteen in the morning. There were rabbits and cock pheasants frolicking on the grass verges as they drove through the village that had very few houses. There was a country pub and one shop. Harry pointed to a gate about three hundred yards to his left and Susan drove to it then turned in. There was one car already here.

“Looks like someone has beaten us to it and got here first.’

I know this lake like the back of my hand and I know where the best fish are.’

Harry began to unload all the equipment then he quickly assembled a buggy and then put all the equipment into it. He took off his training shoes and put on his hiking boots. Susan followed him as he pulled the buggy along to his favourite spot on the lake.  He then unloaded the buggy he assemble the two collapsible seats so that Susan could sit down but she sat with him on the grass as he assembled the frame that the rods would rest on then placed them right on the edge of the lake. Then he took out the four carp rods and showed Susan how to put one together she put one together then Harry took out the reels from the cloth bags and slid them into the clips on the rods.

He lifted the spool arm from the line and began to feed it through the eyes and Susan followed suit.

The rigs were already made up and he tied a two ounce lead bomb on the rods and then the hair rigs.  

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