The first twenty years of my life were a bit of a disaster to be truthful. But by 23 I had started to carp fish, had a steady home & partner and my life had been turned around.
Ever since then Carp fishing has been the greatest passion in my life (apart from my 3 children) that's really kept me going.
When i got back into fishing a few weeks ago after all that's happened and lost it was like starting to live again. Life had been on hold and all that had been was never going to be again.
Losing my dad that way, to Covid-19, not being able to bury him properly, celebrate his life, has been hard, but I'm humbled by the fact that i'm disastrously, not alone.
My whole life has been spent with him there, always there. I can hear his voice now in my head.
Wotcha!