The eve of the 16th, and I was out just across the golf course fishing the Ouse on the 15 waiting for the new season.
In the distance I saw loads of lightning, presumably from the storm that had passed some hours earlier???
Sadly it got closer, I legged it back accross the golf course, daring not to look back, must say there is an eery fright that engroses you when........
A. You have a carbon rod in hand.
B. You cast in two hours before the season

C. You are legging it back, over a ruddy golf course
Not big and not clever but I'm convinced it was 'the Big Mans' way of retribution, for me being confused with the midnight hour!
GOD BLESS AMERICA lmbo