The River Hunters
… Flumen Venatores… I started the perch season late last summer by taking a lovely great stripey from the ancient Miller’s Pool in Canterbury … Continue reading The River Hunters
… Flumen Venatores… I started the perch season late last summer by taking a lovely great stripey from the ancient Miller’s Pool in Canterbury … Continue reading The River Hunters
Ramsgate’s chief seat of Squirreldom is undoubtedly King George VI Park. The whole estate used to be owned … Continue reading The Ramsgate Parrot, Squirrel and Whiting Run
Yesterday I walked the Kentish levels in search of a pike. I love towns, but it’s important to celebrate … Continue reading Séance with a Pike at Dusk
Fleet darts of turquoise; the foreshore boiled. Whitebait leaping for their lives. Seagulls sniped the stunned, floating fry… … Continue reading The Mackerel Run
When I was young, my grandma used to drink Guinness. A Welsh lady born in the 1920’s, she … Continue reading The Water Dragons
I like to hold court in my local pub. Boast a bit. It’s a terrible character flaw, really. Once … Continue reading Lies, Carp and Englishmen
The Haunted Tin Forlorn monsters now. The last man to open this tin is dead and its inhabitants are very … Continue reading The Haunted Tin- 1st Postcard, August 2016