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Anyway, we marched up the top to find 3 other anglers up there, not a breath of wind and a flat sea had tings written all over it, and we wasn’t wrong, suicidal ting after ting after ting attacked what ever offerings were put out, after about a zillion whiting between us we’d had enough by 8.30pm, so packed up and headed for the local kebab shop for our supper, must say a big thank you to the security guard who walked up the top with a tray of hot tea for us.