One of the high points of the weekend ,apart from the normal stuff was the " The Great Fire Of Beaver Fishery " .
Between Matty`s swim and mine there was a corner swim and behind this swim stood the proud bailiff`s hut ,a knackered shed really ,some time on saturday this chap turned up with two young boys , "oh joy " i thought , still with two youngsters in tow he will only fish the day.
WRONG ,two bivvies,beds , chairs ,gear all over the place ,then the girlfriend turns up ,flash softtop moter ,a skinny blond dressed for shopping not fishing.
This bloke is fishing this small swim with 4 rods and bloody grat pit reels,the swim is no more than 30ft x45ft.
At some point they decide to have a cup of tea ,he lights the small gaz stove and some how it flares up big time he then throws or kicks it away ,lucky for them ,it then exploads and nobodys hurt but it has caught the bailiff shed alight.
Being the hero that i am i ran towards the shed and past it,(i`m not that silly) and got hold of the bailiff but the time we got back this bloke had put it out .