It's been a few days since I put finger to keyboard to update you all on our progress. We travelled from Gnosall into Wales (by about 200 metres but definitely in Wales) and spent a couple of nights there at a small Fishery. We just have to take their word for it that it was a fishery because we never saw anyone actually catching any fish. There were plenty of people with more kit that the GB Olympic team put together. But I never saw a fish. Plenty of claims to have caught some earlier when the weather was brighter/duller/warmer/cooler take your pick. Fishermen spin the best yarns. Judging by the amount of kit on show these guys are either (a) not married or (b) their wives are glad to buy the stuff to get them out of the house for a while. From there we made our way to Chester where I had a gig at the Raven Folk Club. We arrived early on the Sunday morning and had a chance to wander round Chester for a bit. Wow, Chester is a really nice place. If you have never been, I recommend ...