Passed by another B & M yesterday - a very heavily fished one as it's so near to the city's biggest angling superstore - not normally my scene as you know I prefer stalking the wild and untouched swims with my vintage Crabtree tackle - but as soon as I was told "you'll be lucky to get any there" I knew I had to take that challenge.
I soon spotted just two of the target species loitering deep under an overhanging shelf, hiding behind a shoal of sardines. At first I thought they were plain ones but the tell-tale flash of gold on the flanks was soon evident to the experienced eye, even through the gloom of deepest recesses. Spotting them and weedling them out though are two different things and it took a bit of scrambling around and then a determined bit of hit-and-hold. As usual, the size was nothing special but up here as we always insist on telling you, even these little ones fight like Geoffrey Boycott on steroids.
If I had one bit of advice for the novice it would be above all, KEEP QUIET (it really isn't worth asking if they've got any more in the store room, the response is worse than in a Dickensian workhouse, only a lot, lot slower).
Meanwhile they do seem to be suffering heavily from predation at the moment, so let's just enjoy these little beauties while there are still a few of them out there.