As a proud father to two boys, Ellis (10) and Zach (5), plus boyfriend to long suffering girlfriend Maxine. Angling time requires a constant life balance, with the inevitable working to bring in the valuable income to keep the family fed and watered. My boys also love football, so a few years ago I qualified as an FA football coach. I am head coach for my eldest son’s football team and help mentor future parent coaches at my youngest son’s level. No rest for the wicked, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. Eat, sleep, rave, repeat.
With Covid impacting angling being so open and closed this last year, plus restrictions in place impacting visitors on the bank when open. My family haven’t been able to nip in to say hi to Dad this last year. But at random points in the past, they have dropped by and shared my love for carp angling, and we have made memories together. From a young age, Maxine and I have always tried to induct the boys into why Dad spends time away from the house to chase big carp. Its not getting any easier as the boys get older, but thankfully Maxine gets it and the boys understand it. Having this support is priceless, or Dad feels guilty when sloping off.
I know up and down the country, I am not alone, and a large population of the angling community are juggling with this life balance. But these last few weeks, I have flicked back through and wanted to share some of my favourite pictures and one elaborated story of a few carp I have had along the way with my family present.