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.

Friday, 30 October 2009

A real treat for Croydon yesterday

I will apologise now for the quality of the video, its the work camera and I wont be using it again, its not a patch on my own!

This is one of the two Bands of the Rifles, playing in Croydon yesterday, nice to hear high on a hill being played, it took me back 20 years to when I served in the 1st Bn The Light Infantry.

These young men have just returned from what could only be described as a tough tour in Afghanistan and I heartily thank all of those who turned out to welcome them home.

After being inspected by the Mayor these fine young inheritors of our traditions were given a reception. After they escaped that we gave them a reception in every pub we could get into!

Top lads, well done and enjoy your hard earned leave.

I too am going on leave, to Scotland for a week in the company of stout bulldogs to partake in the Hind Cull!

Tuesday, 27 October 2009

Fishing, is it the sport of kings or just some weekday humour

Two men are out ice fishing at their favorite fishing hole , just fishing quietly and drinking beer

Almost silently, so as not to scare the fish, Bob says, 'I think I'mgoing to divorce my wife - she hasn't spoken to me in over 2 months.'
Earl continues slowly sipping his beer, then thoughtfully says,'You better think it over - women like that are hard to find'

also how to wake a mate up;

Also in these times of health scares comes some sound advice;

Monday, 26 October 2009

Sunday afternoon stalking

Well I forgot the camera which is a pity as the phone doesnt record sound too well. Kiwi and I headed over at about half 2, yes it was dark by five so we needed to get out on the ground.
John is unique, a great shot with the sort of patience that goes with very long range match rifle shooting. He regularly starts at 1200 yards and going back further isnt unknown.
The down side is he takes for ever to get ready and then for some reason when stalking he undergoes a metamorphasises into a buck fever ridden teenager looking for his first deer. ok not quite that bad but he can be a handful right up until he starts to pack his kit away and then stoical John comes back.
Anyway we didnt get a deer, we did stalk close to a magnificent buck but he wasnt on our ground, he gave his position away by grunting;

Sassy was with us, always handy for tracking and she was shaking visibly at the sounds and smells;

The sound in the wood was something else and now the Rhodedendrons have been removed you can see and hear a long way, stood at the Dam and a Booming "you are tresspassing" call up the valley to a dog walker had the desired effect. No deer shot but one hell of an evening!

Saturday, 24 October 2009

The wettest shoot day in years

Produced nothing for the bag, the birds that were claimed werent found (not many either) and we managed to get a thorough drenching.
The lads beating did really well and put a fair few birds over the line, we do however need to change the direction of one or two of the drives without changing the guns if that makes sense!
Clay shoot tomorrow and the weather should hold, I have to nip off in the afternoon to check out some work done to clear the Rhodedendrons from a stalking wood.
You never know what you may see so camera will be with me this time!
The RFD application is in, the local rozzers have replied with a 4 page list of requirements, I think I may have already answered most of them although financial forecasts arent easy to make these days are they?

In the meantime thanks to Darryl and Clive for this;
On a bitterly cold winter's day several years ago in northern Scotland a police constable on patrol came across a motor cyclist, who was swathed in protective clothing and helmet, stalled by the roadside.
"What's the matter?" asked the policeman.
"Carburetor's frozen," was the terse reply.
"Pee on it. That'll thaw it out."
"OK, Watch me and I will show you."
The constable lubricated the carburetor, as promised.
The bike started and the rider drove off, waving.
A few days later, the police officer received a note of thanks from thefather of the motorbike rider.
It began: "On behalf of my daughter, who recently was stranded

Wednesday, 21 October 2009

Trafalgar day!

3 years to build a ship but 300 years to build a tradition!

Sunday, 18 October 2009

Sunday and back on the clays

After work in its various forms has managed to keep me away from the clay layout locally. The boys and I together4 with one of the lads friends traipsed acrossthe marsh to the Mill Farm Clay Pigeon Club.
Its a pretty good layout and the breakfast is good as long as its not sold out when you get there!

Some of the competitors are very good and some stands are harder than others,

My score today was dismal so more practise needed, if I am lucky then next week we will get to the other club and I think a bit of DTL is in order!

Saturday, 17 October 2009

Opening day in Hampshire

Today we made the first attempt at thinning out all those savage birds of dinner in Hampshire.

5 hours stumping around the stubbles for a grim total of 2 Ducks and 2 Pheasants. Still days have been worse. Hampshire at the western end of the downs is certainly colder than at the eastern end and we lined up with a couple of walking guns as usual.

The day warmed up and thanks to a ploughing match we kept on the fringes of the farm;

As per usual there are some great views at this end of the downs;

Obviously a swift half in the pub before the trip home, a very nice if unusual flavour and very welcome.

Friday, 16 October 2009


Urine test (This was written by a rig worker in the North Sea - What he says makes a lot of sense!)
I work, they pay me.
I pay my taxes and the government distributes my taxes as it sees fit.
In order to earn that pay cheque, I work on a rig for a drilling contractor.
I am required to pass a random urine test for drugs and alcohol, with which I have no problem.
What I do have a problem with is the distribution of my taxes to people who don't have to pass a urine test.
Shouldn't one have to pass a urine test to get a benefits cheque because I have to pass one to earn it for them?
Please understand that I have no problem with helping people get back on their feet.
I do on the other hand have a problem with helping someone sit on their BACKSIDE drinking beer and smoking dope.
Could you imagine how much money the government would save if people had to pass a urine test to get a benefit cheque?
Please pass this along if you agree or simply delete it if you don't.

Wahay, mentioned in the press

Ok, shooting press but its still the press; Field & Stream

Nice to know some blog followers push me about. I used to read F&S an awful lot but it was blocked by the IT stasi at a place I worked so I let it slip for far too long. The IT Stasi actually brand Mr Free Market Fairy Tales as Racist which frankly is insane but then in the PC world of public service race is the issue and perception is everything which is why I am to declare myself a traveller. They cant sack me for calling someone a opikey then as its permissable in the same way a Black or IC3 can call another the "N" word!

Either way the weekend is upon us, the RFD application has gone in the post and I am looking forward to a harvest at the auctions!

I mustnt forget the political scum that purport to lead our once proud nation and I am probably breaking copywright (I hope not) by posting this!

"I'm TA, can I buy another bullet?"

Monday, 12 October 2009

Thanks to Tim for this quick joke

Two builders, Dave and Stuart, are seated either side of a table in a pub when a well-dressed man enters, orders a beer and sits on a stool at the bar.

The two builders start to speculate about the occupation of the suit

Dave: - I reckon he's an accountant.

Stuart: - No way - he's a stockbroker.

Dave: - He ain't no stockbroker! A stockbroker wouldn't come in here!

The argument repeats itself for some time until the volume of beer gets the better of Dave and he makes for the toilet.

On entering the toilet he sees that the suit is standing at a urinal.

Curiosity and the several beers get the better of him.

Dave: - 'Scuse me.... no offence meant, but me and me mate were wondering what you do for a living?

Suit: - No offence taken! I'm a Logical Scientist by profession

Dave: - Oh? What's that then?

Suit: - I'll try to explain by example ... Do you have a goldfish athome?

Dave: - Er ... mmm ... well yeah, I do as it happens!

Suit: - Well, it's logical that you keep it either in a bowl or in a

pond. Which is it?

Dave: - It's in a pond!

Suit: - Well it's reasonable to suppose that you have a large garden then?

Dave: - As it happens, yes I have got a big garden.

Suit: - Well then it's logical to assume that, in this town, if you have a large garden then you have a large house?

Dave: - As it happens I've got a five bedroom house .... built it myself!

Suit: - Well given that you've built a five bedroom house it's logical to assume that you haven't built it just for yourself and that you are quite probably married? And with a family?

Dave: - Yes I am married, I live with my wife and four children.

Suit: - Well then it is logical to assume that you are sexually active with your wife on a regular basis?

Dave: - Yep! Five times a week!

Suit: - Well then it is logical to suggest that you don't masturbate very often?

Dave: - Do what? Not me, mate!

Suit: - Well there you are! That's logical science at work!

Dave: - How's that then?

Suit: - Well from finding out that you had a goldfish, I've told you about your sex life!

Dave: - I see! That's pretty impressive. Thanks mate!

Both leave the toilet and Dave returns to his mate.

Stuart: - I see the suit was in there. Did you ask him what he does?

Dave: - Yep! He's a logical scientist!

Stuart: - What's that then?

Dave: - I'll try and explain. Do you have a goldfish?

Stuart: - Nope

Dave: - Well then, you're a w*nker

Sunday, 11 October 2009

The first shoot day came and went

As we pulled into the drive we saw pheasants all over the place, great I thought we just need them to stay in our wood.
2 new methods were tried to do the drives but the best birds seemed to come from the original hotspots, some things dont change do they?

I suspect that when the weather cools off the birds will be venturing around and hitting a few more of the new feeders. In the 2 weeks since the last major topping up they seem to have emptied the feeders on the east side of the shoot.

The bag?

Well Toni managed 2 hens and a pigeon, reports that the bird was actually perched have yet to be proved.

Young Edmund a new half gun who beat for us last year pipped his dad to the post and bagged another hen. So more birds in the air than shot, nothing new there eh?

The guns all seemed to enjoy themselves and despite the unseasonal weather and heavy cover I think we all enjoyed ourselves.

After a quick pint at the Red Lion (Harveys of course) it was a quick trip for dog food on the way home for lunch and a clean up before the evenings entertainment. The dogs seemed to enjoy themselves and its as if the summer never happened.

Outside the beer festival we caught our first red cords of the week;

Inside with Chan, Roger and Nick, the Tea Lady, Ben and Alex we started tasting ales, sadly some dont adhere to the sensible guide of halfs only and the evidence is plain to see;

Roger with a chip on his shoulder.

Oddly enough the rock band was lively and the oompah band quite funny,, make your own mind up;

Alex caught Ben nodding off as well
God alone knows how as it was hellishly noisy!

Friday, 9 October 2009

Opening day

As they say on the other side of the pond was for us last week, however in line with many shoots around here we put off as long as possible and our birds are flying well so we have our first day in the morning.
My RFD application gets rewritten next week and I am busy stalking and buying more gun cabinets. The tea lady is away from Tuesday for a week of sun and sand so I have a week of teenage lad living!
Pizzas and lager all round
The best thing of note for tomorrow has to be the Eastbourne Beer Festival, normally the only saturday that you can get undisturbed DIY shopping done but this year we are having a family and works outing.
I am really looking forward to this weekend and if you are out doing the same well good luck!

Tuesday, 6 October 2009

Back to work

Another day another game of platform ramp rugby, the Commuters seem to think that I will either get out of their way or fall over when they run at me down the ramp to the train I have just alighted. Silly buggers, the look on their faces sat on the floor when a tosspot (them) meets an immovable lump (me).
Wading through all the PC bullshit wears you down especially as call me daves mate has decided to crimp my wages despite the fact that all of our senior managers have already agreed to a pay freeze.
Pity as I was really looking forward to stacking in some time into a pension fund!
Still at least I am old enough to be considering retirement, something as a lad in the Army that seemed so long ago. Think about your pension and think about hoow the lads and lassess in this short clip are earning theirs;

That said I guess ladies no longer need to be concerned about equality;

testing Bulletproof glass?

Monday, 5 October 2009

Back to work after a crappy weekend

Wind and rain on Saturday and a cracking day on sunday yet less than 1 days takings compared to last year and even less when compared to many events we have done this year. I suspect we wont be there next year!

So dire was it that it took till sunday to find the famous red corduroys;

In fact it was so bad that it took a day at work today to hunt down our regular set;

The show was very windy and luckily the pop up Gazebo held out although we did put the stand away for the night, now to celebrate the shooting season which is well underway;

The sound of the hounds is certainly superb, feck princess tony and his nasty class war and all the criminals in the lower house!The weather was really cruel to us, not wet enough to keep them in our stall but enough to keep them away!

Some guests however were more than welcome;

Friday, 2 October 2009

Last one for the year!

Yippee, at last the end of season event comes around which also marks the opening of the pheasant season.
We will be here this weekend, no more events till end of Feb 2010.

In the meantime something to keep you smiling!