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Apparently Google has its knickers all in a twist over those cunts in the Eu and some shite about cookies. Frankly if they are biscuits then I will eat them, if you are concerned about this then fuck off somewhere else and read something else.

Thursday, 17 April 2008


I came back to this after an afternoon with Alex my 14 year old spent weaning him of a crappy old .410 onto a nice Beretta 686 28 bore. I am glad to say that despite the weight difference he managed to break a few clays with the 18 gram loads.

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