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The book is out. The publishers have been in touch. I may have to - gulp - promote it. I'm ready, I tell you, or I will be after I've finished this glass of rose wine. Now there's a drink for an angler. Neither one thing nor the other, neither fish...


They've sent it to the angling magazines. That's going to go down well. "There's no fish in this book," they'll moan," neatly missing the point. Mind you, they might be more enlightened than that. I haven't looked at a modern fishing magazine for a while. Maybe things have changed. Maybe my kind of gentle, reflective rambling is about to make a comeback.

I do know this. I must fish. I've plugged this blog in the book, so I've got no bloody choice. I must practice what I preach. That means rescuing last season's luncheon meat from the freezer, trying out the stupid secret bait again (not a touch last year) more of that crap American cheese all over the place.

Only another 20 or so pages of this 'other' book to finish and then I'll be free. I'll raise the blinds, get out the hammock, fire up the iPod, get out my guitar, perfect strangers will call me by name...

The book is out.
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