After a quick wander down the centre of Devizes,
We then headed out for Morrisons for a general victualling top up.
After helping Jill stow all our purchases (I kept out of the way), I adjourned to the local fishing tackle shop where I acquired a rather nice centre pin reel,
What I was actually after was information on the rod I'm rebuilding, I had been told that the shop owner is a bit of a guru on old tackle. Alas, even after consulting his book of knowledge the maker, J.F. Young of Harrow, remains an enigma.
So I purchased a pint of maggots and spent the rest of the day plundering the piscean inhabitants of the canal basin.
Tomorrow it is the Devizes Flight, Caen Hill. When we lived in Croydon, during our long vanished youth, Cane Hill was the local psychiatric hospital, or lunatic asylum as they were then called. Perhaps one needs to be a candidate for the latter to tackle the former.
Watch this space...........