The Angling Adventures of Doctor Crumpton



Doctor Crumpton is mild mannered man in his mid-forties who goes to work all week helping his patients by prescribing medication and giving advice to aid recovery, this at times can be a very stressful occupation, but Dr Crumpton knows that at the weekend he can relish in his passion for Angling.

One Saturday morning Dr Crumpton went to start his car at around 4.0.clock in the morning as he does every Saturday morning but this time it coughed into life with a large backfire (Bang) went the car as it started but it sounded alright as it ticked over on the driveway, little did Dr Crumpton knew that Richard next door woke with a start and went to the window to see what the noise was.

“I wonder where Dr Crumpton’s going this early in the morning thought Richard”

Richard is Dr Crumpton’s neighbour but had never really taken much notice of the doctor before now, with this in mind Richard went back to bed.

Later that morning, Richard remembered the loud bang and asked his mother if she knew where the doctor would be going so early in the morning.

“Oh, he goes fishing every Saturday.”

Richard started to wonder what this fishing malarkey was all about and set about trying to find out more about fishing.

Richard went to his friend Toony and asked him what fishing was all about, Toony said.

“I don’t really know Richard. Do you want to come frog hunting with me?”

“Yes, come on then.”

And they went off frog hunting.

After 3- or 4-hours frog hunting Richard’s inquisitive mind started to take over and think about fishing and what could it be, on the way back Richard and Toony went to the news agents to buy some sweets, there Richard asked the news agent if he knew what fishing was all about.

“Not really but I do know that some people buy this Angling newspaper.”

“Could I have a quick look at it please?”

On opening the newspaper Richard was mesmerized by the sheer size of some of the fish that where being displayed and made up his mind there and then that he wanted to go fishing as really, he was getting a bit old for frog hunting or, so he thought.

When Richard got home, he asked his mother if she would take him fishing.

“Richard, I don’t know nothing about it but see what your father says when he gets in from work.”

Richard was sitting on the front step twiddling his thumbs when his father got home, Richard greeted his father full of excitement.

“Hello dad, will you take me fishing?”

“Let’s go in the house and talk about it.”

Richard ran and opened the door for his dad and they went inside, when inside Richard told his father about Dr Crumpton waking him up and what he had done to find out about fishing and how he would be really good if he were to take him.

After a while and a lengthy conversation with Richards mother his father said he would find out more and let him know, after Richards father had eaten his dinner he went outside and saw Dr Crumpton in his garden tatting around in his greenhouse, Richards father peered over the fence and told Dr Crumpton all about it, Dr Crumpton grinned like a Cheshire cat and said he would make arrangements, Richards father said he would have to wait until his birthday for his fishing tackle as money was to tight, luckily for Richard his birthday was only a week away, Richard woke up on the 2nd of April his 8th birthday to find a large box in the living room marked to Richard have a happy birthday from Dr Crumpton, somewhat puzzled Richard tore the packaging open to find a complete beginners fishing kit inside, there was a Rod and Reel a pole and a tackle box with some bits and pieces inside.

“Wow! Said Richard”

Later that day Richard was waiting for the Dr When he got home and ran to him to say thank you for his present, the Dr grinned and replied “that’s not all we are going fishing on Saturday”

“Where we going?” said Richard.

“It’s a secret replied Dr Crumpton”.

Saturday came along, and Richard was woken up by his father.

“Wake up son, it’s Saturday – you’re going fishing.”

Richard rubbed his eyes to remove the sleep and went for a wash, by the time he came down stairs his mother and father and made some sandwiches and a flask of tea for him, after about five minutes Dr Crumpton knocked the door and off they went fishing, after what seemed a long time they arrived at a place with a bumpy track with seven pools at the end of it, Dr Crumpton set up Richard’s rod and bought out a box full of maggots and started to show Richard how to fish, Richard was a quick learner and soon started to fish himself, Dr Crumpton set up his own rods, after a while Richard started to have doubts about his ability to catch a fish but Dr Crumpton reassured him with the words.

“Be patient; the fish will bite soon.”

No sooner the Dr had finished reassuring Richard his float slid under and with a bit of guidance a fat little perch slipped into the net, this gave Richard more confidence and another little perch slipped into the net, time seemed to fly by that day and before Richard knew it, it was time to go home and Dr Crumpton hadn’t caught a single fish.

“See you next week Richard.”

”See you next week Dr Crumpton.”

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