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Original Writing Piece. Stretching and yawning I stumbled into clothes which were strewn over a chair the night before and found my way to the kitchen

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Original Writing Piece Very early in the morning, the monotonous ring of my alarm clock woke me from a pleasant slumber. Thankfully, my dad was already in the newly renovated kitchen topping up the flasks with steaming hot tea and coffee, two sugars for me and one for him. The friendly sublime scent of the bacon sandwiches were spreading through the house at a welcoming pace. Stretching and yawning I stumbled into clothes which were strewn over a chair the night before and found my way to the kitchen where a bacon sandwich was placed upon its pedestal calling out to me to quickly devour the wonderful gift from the fridge. As soon as it was in my eye line it has disappeared without a trace leaving nothing but a few crumbs starting up at me, a happy grin soon filled my face. The drinks were made, neither me nor my dad where now starving so we set out in the car, the winters morn had a freezing nip in the air not surprisingly. ...read more.

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Truly, I didn't actually mind since I was dragged out of bed for this so I wasn't really paying attention however as soon as the tip of the rod twitched, my dad's face became a beacon of light. Being what I would call a professional "fisherman" does that to a man, fishing is really just his hobby which fulfils some of his free time out of work, however you could say that it was more of a controlled obsession. Old Daddy had been fishing since he was a little boy, it's what he did to keep himself busy since his mum and dad were usually on tour somewhere foreign, unable to take him he stayed with his Grand Mother and of course, Clacton being a sea side town what better activity would there be to do except from fishing. Anyways, back to the riveting story I was telling you. ...read more.

Conclusion

I was just concentrating on staying dry which I also failed at since I was sodden, wet through. Once again we packed up everything, making sure that the rods were safe and heaven for-fend damaged. Thankfully they were ok, so all we had to do was take the three parts off from each other and then put them in the holders. Dragging the ten tonne of what was now dripping with water equipment up the hill was simply torture since contrary to popular belief I am deffinatly not a body builder, never was and nor will I be however for the "good of the morning" I did it, not happily but even so it was done. All in all I have got to say that, that morning was: wet, windy, cold and generally a miserable morning however I can also pretty happily say that both me and my dad were happy we actually caught something in the maelstrom a foot during the torment. If anything it was an experience which I would do again and again without a battle of my eyelashes. ...read more.

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