As soon as it goes again I'll let it have it. First cast the bait and lead landed just a few feet apart. The popped-up roach was right where I wanted it. I stuck the rod in the rest, tightened up and nothing happened for a minute or two. So I lit a fag.
Beep be be be beeeeeeep.
The rod smacked round before I could even pick it up and the fish was well on. All twelve pounds of it. When I netted it, the bottom hook of the trace was snagged right in the scissors. Half an hour later the same thing happened. Four or five pounds this time, but hooked in the scissors again.