At lunchtime we had a sandwich break and a cool pint of beer brought up to the swims from the Saxon Mill just down stream. Luxury indeed. Cheers!
Pulling the net
Weighing up on my lovely four pound Salter brass scales. You can't weigh dace on anything less than the best
A brace of middling dace, the best goes five ounces
Cheers Kev!
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