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Was fishing the feeder on a club match on the Avon many years ago. Didn't take much notice of the angler setting up opposite me on the other bank. A short time passed when my tip shot round and I struck into what could only be a decent barbel. Stood on the bank watching me was the club mouthpiece ( or snowdrop as he is on here!) giving plenty of helpful advice! After a decent run back to the middle of the river I had to backwind furiously to keep hold of me prize. Strange I thought as I noticed the angler opposite was also playing a monster. A few minutes passed before lines emerged from the river and 2 feeders met, tangled together, much to the hilarious amusement of snowdrop who was rolling round the floor bursting his sides laughing. He couldn't race down the riverbank fast enough to tell everyone else and still reminds me to this day. Still I am pretty sure I beat him on the day.