I used to taking my two lads Flounder fish up the creeks of the rivers on a frosty winters morning. We would take bacon eggs and frying pan and kettle. But what my lads wanted to do almost as soon as we got to the mark was cook sausages on hazel whips over a camp fire and put them in bread finger rolls with loads of tomato sauce. Good days good memories. Where has time gone and where have the Flounders gone?
As you say the best tasting bacon and egg sandwiches with a nice mug of fresh hot tea.
Cheers Arry