CAMROSE AC fished at the prolific Dandy’s Lane Fishery last Sunday, and it was match secretary Pip Seeny who sorted it, winning with 104lb 8oz of carp on pole and bread.

Rob Frost fished two plus one on pellet to record 90lb 10oz of carp. Darren (Dodgy) Brown put pole and paste to good use netting 88lb 4oz.

Seventeen fished and caught.

Adventure AS went to Greenridge Farm for their latest fixture, and Colin Shepherd topped out with 102lb of carp on pole and paste. In fact, all the frame weights fell to pole and paste, Graham Shadwell’s 93lb 8oz and Mark Blackmon’s 78lb.

Twelve fished and all caught.

Kennet Ospreys’ match on Gold Valleys Bat Lake gave me a rare win with a carp and bream bag of 36lb 12oz on soft pellet and pole. “Camouflage” Jim Sims employed pole and meat for his 28lb 2oz of bream and carp, while Ian Jones caught two carp, and with his bag of bits he weighed 26lb 8oz, pole and corn was his method.

Twelve fished and caught.

Oxoid AC went to Witherington Farm inner for their match. Peter Lovegrove won with 27lb 6oz of carp on pole and pellet. Geoff North’s 21lb was also a pole and pellet affair, while Del Baulsom used pole and maggot for his 18lb of mixed.

Twelve fished and caught.

Fifteen fished Ospreys’ match at Watmore Farm. Mark (Red) Funnel steamed to an easy victory with 118lb of carp on the pellet wag. Andy Leith’s 73lb 14oz and Simon Couling’s 27lb 6oz were also caught on the pellet waggler. All participants caught.

Adventure’s match at Orchard Lakes saw Ray Shepherd fish long pole (what else?) and pellet for his winning 90lb. Nick Sargent’s 88lb 14oz of carp and bits was also a pole and pellet affair. Mark Blackmon used pole and meat for his 78lb 4oz of mixed.

Fourteen fished and caught.

Camrose were at Whitehouse Lake last week, and Darren Brown won it with 19lb 8oz. Pip Seeny put 18lb 10oz on the scales for second place and Brian Orchard’s 12lb 8oz came third.

Twelve fished and caught.

I’m back from Majorca, where I had to admire ’er indoors’ talent on the luggage carousel, whilst waiting for our case there was much jockeying for position.

Suddenly ’er indoors pounced, pushing two burly six footers to one side, and like a kestrel plucking a pigeon from the sky, my case was off the conveyor and on the floor.

Of course I would have helped, but I was sipping a latte at the time, and chatting to some scantily clad lovely from Maida Vale.

Catch me next week.