There was me, glossing over our lack of fish at the NFU Fly Fishing day (lack of local knowledge, bad weather, unsuitable flies etc) and my friend Phil goes and blows my story out of the water (geddit?) with a write-up about how well some of the others did. Bugger.
I could, I suppose, talk about the monster trout I had on briefly, but I lost it...
Trouble is, 'the one that got away' stories are boring, so I won't.
The only person who can do 'one that got away' interestingly is Raymond Carver (pictured).
If you don't know him, he's an American writer (he died in the 1990s) who just got fishing.
One of my favourite pieces of work of his is a story called Nobody Said Anything, which is about two boys who catch a huge fish by hand. It perfectly captures the sense of excitement boys have about fishing (it also has, like a lot of Carver's work, a dark undertone).
He also wrote a poem (I think it's called The Kitchen but I'll need to check when I go home tonight) about a boy who loses his rod to a huge fish. The sense of disappointment is palpable...
If you've never read Carver, try him: he's a fabulous writer. If you're not interested in writing, apologies for the digression!