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So, we are back on the Warwickshire Avon, Nic and I, and to be honest it has been a while. Not because I have fallen out with the river, or because the river has specifically asked for a restraining order, but simply because life, work, family, weather, fish and the general nonsense that surrounds trying to go fishing all seem to conspire against actually going fishing.Nic, on the other hand, has recently become something to appease the curtain twitchers, largely because his Seven Heaven Weir YouTube video has now accumulated something in the region of 35,000 views. Thirty-five thousand! I struggle to get thirty-five people to read one of my blog posts without threatening them with violence, yet Nic is now apparently an internet sensation and presumably spends his evenings signing autographs on luncheon meat tins.I imagine the phone has been ringing constantly with offers of television work, book deals and Hollywood adaptations, although knowing Nic it is probably just somebody asking…

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