It has been four months since I last wet a line. Tonight in my hotel room I think it got to me.........
Our father who art in the met office
Hallowed be thy name
let no more waters come
The floods will be done and no more dredging done
On earth as it is in heaven
Give us this day our chance to wet a line
Forgive us our trespasses with grayling and fly
As we forgive them who practice tenkara
lead us not towards the squirmy worm
But deliver us from evil
For thine is the season
The rise and the take
Catch and release for ever and ever
I put a permanent link in the blog list on the right margin. I'd like to see what Spring in Yorkshire looks like.