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"My first car was brilliant - a 3-door, 1.0 litre Vauxhual Corsa. I can still hear the painful screams as it revved its little head off at fifth gear speeds. This might amaze you, but I never had a single problem related to space. Two people, three people, all with loads fishing tackle, it never mattered. One time, two of us bombed it up north for a three day fishing trip. We had four seat boxes, a large cool box, enough warm clothing to make it to the North Pole, and a dozen-strong assortment of fishing rods"
"Fish were feeding all over the place, sipping the spring seasons first freshly hatched insects from the water’s glassy calm surface. An area the size of a football pitch close to the bank that I was walking was simply alive with fish. This got my heart pumping to an alarming pace, and at that particular moment I really wished that you are allowed to fish from the bank in Loch Shiel - a rule that I have never understood. That aside, I had a bigger problem; I didn't have my rod with me!"















