With our lines in the river we'd sit there forever waiting for a bite and the tide would come in it was then that we'd strip and go for a swim, hot summer days when on the banks of the river we'd laze, reading the Beano or sometimes the Dandy,
they came in quite handy as we seldom caught fish.
I was never sure if 'Ladies Walk' was the name of the signal box on the tracks which ran by the river or an invitation to the fairer ***, when you're ten it doesn't seem so important.