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Moon Phases and my April Diary

I must apologize for the lateness of this April Blog. I had completed it and then discovered my close friend Jan Porter had sadly lost his brave and determined battle against cancer. It totally destroyed me and I held this piece back. I wanted to write about Jan but still I'm finding it hard to find the right words to say.

Strap your guitar on mate, find us some nice quiet water and if you see Brook, tell her I'll be back with you both one day.

So, here is what I wrote before I'd received the devastating news that one of the best had been taken early...

Rest in peace me old Mucka!

 

When it all came right. - The Mangrove Record Brace

Well, this tale comes in two parts really with the first part starting on Wednesday 11^th July 2001 back in the days when the only place I really wanted to be was the infamous Mangrove Swamp in deepest, darkest, Shropshire.

How I loved the peace and solitude found at this historic water and totally true to form I was the only person there that day. Just me, the tackle and anything that nature wanted to push my way. As it happens nature was pushing a very strong and very cold wind my way, but what did it matter? There wasn’t another place I would have rather been sat at during that part of my life other than the Lightning Tree swim on a deserted Mangrove.