“My rod remained motionless in eight swims and I was beginning to feel defeated.”

“I continued scouting around and spotted a nice crease under an overhanging willow tree which looked too good to miss.

“I kneeled down in position and lobbed a nice lump of cheddar cheese into the crease and bounced it under the tree.

“The rod tip soon pulled hard to the right and an immense scrap commenced.

“I thought it was a barbel until it emerged from the water and thrashed its tail in anger!

“I was surprised and ecstatic because I knew it was going to be another PB – I had only caught a 7lb 3oz best a week prior!

“After she was measured and weighed I was gobsmacked as she came in at 7lb 11oz.”