He had a needlework lesson or a flower arranging class or such like 
so I had to move on to plan B.Instead I met up with my old mate from years gone by,Ian Kell to see if we could empty the place.
When we got to the shelter the gale force wind seemed to be holding the tide back, as the beach just would not empty.
It was as rough as I've seen it for some time.
Eventually the water cleared and we got across.
It was bitterly cold but we got set up as the sun came out for a nanosecond.
Ian set his rig up with a size 24 and a single maggot.( He can't get out of freshwater mode just yet
)
The sky turned black and the snow and hail battered us.Did I say it was freezing.
We fished it down to low water without a bite between us.Baits came back in perfect condition
A cunning plan was hatched and we shot down to Seacombe Ferry to fish the flood.
It was just as grim at the ferry.
Ian went a bit mad and switched to double maggot.Did'nt work though.
We fished through till 4pm.We got crabbed out a couple of times but that was about it. Had a chat with a lad from Bromborough who plans to join the site.Nice to meet you Phil.
As we walked back to the cars we were met by X-Factor superstar Wagner who presented us with our shiny pen and chequebook.
Beats working for a living.
lightweight indeed! Have you seen the size of my gut! 