False dawn for the river that flows under it

Whatever the mixed reviews for Charles Rangeley-Wilson‘s last sortie onto the small screen, it would be a stone-hearted angler indeed who wasn’t moved or inspired by the moment when he caught a trout in the kind of London waterway one would assume had been lost forever to the ravages of urban pollution.

If the teary-eyed moment raised hopes of a flyfishing renaissance  in England’s capital, Guardian writer Ian Jack suggests we shouldn’t get too carried away…

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