Monday, 16 April 2007

It Was Only A Bloody Starling - Gawds Sake...Piles My Arse...



Ok.......... So yesterday was Sunday and we are having amazingly HOT weather here for this time of year....... yesterday was like the weather we get in the middle of summer......... so I pottered about me little garden, tidying it up so that me minded nippers can get out there in the coming week......... then I thought Id ring JBelle and have a chat, cos we aint talked for a while........... gawds sake, she could talk the hind legs off a donkey lol........... anyways whilst on the phone, one or tuther of me lads would poke their head round the door and make hand signs meaning they was hungry LMFAO.......... so the next head that popped round the door I just said........ FIND SOMETHING AND YOU COOK IT......

So almost 1 1/2 hours later when JBelle eventually hung up the phone ;) I wandered out the back garden to the lovely surprise of a BBQ in full smoke and the table spread with a cloth and plates and cultery and drinks all ready......... BLIMEY....... so that was nice...... I didnt have to do a thing..... sorted......... so there we was munching away, when my Tom says, mum can we get the guns out........... MY EYES OPENED WIDE AND IT FELT LIKE ME HEAD was gonna explode.......... no No NO I said, not after what happened last time........

Look, let me explain....... last year I think it was, we was having a BBQ in the back garden, I think me doodle maties call it grilling or a cook out, which sounds a tad daft if ya ask me....... you must understand that me little garden it typically turn of the last century LONG THIN garden..... but we dont have houses backing into us, so its quite nice........

We dont have guns as such, not like doodles do, when I say gun it means like a BB hand gun or a BB rifle.....but they could have ya eye out..... and often we will get them out and set up a target down the garden, but after a while that does tend to get boring.......

So there we was, soaking up the sun, munching on kebabs, and things when I spy this Starling bird on our telly aerial way up on the roof....... so as a joke I says, we could always pop the starlings off the roof....... go on then mum, said my Ben...... me, well I cant shoot for toffee, and I aint into killing things thats for sure....unless its slugs.... so I says....... ok give me the rifle....... so I takes aim at this little starling KNOWING that there was a 10 million to one chance that I would hit it, ya see the rifle didnt even have them sight things...... so I aims, and pop...... :( OMG OMG the poor starling topples backwards and is dangling from the aerial........ I do give out a scream where me lads were clapping and jumping around like I had just shot some mass murderer........ jebus, my stomach churned and my head whirled, what had I done...... there was this starling dangling from me telly aerial, probably just minding his own business and having a break from his screaming chicks......... but, I'll tell ya what, there was no one more surprised then me, and though I felt sort of sad there was this great beaming gobsmacking YEAH bloody hell......




Well we couldnt just leave the poor thing dangling from me aerial, so I suggest that my Ben climbs out of the bedroom window (we have bedrooms in the attic) and go and retrieve the creature so as least I could give it a well proper burial..... so a few minutes later we see him emerge from the bedroom window and start climbing onto the roof with shouts of 'becareful you dont fall' ... he crawled up to the aerial and untangled the dead starling and with that instead of climbing back through the window, he decided to lob the bird off the roof instead of carrying it through the house, so he shouts 'CATCH' - with that I run down the garden out of the way.....well the bloody bird only lands right in the middle of our little BBQ....... OMG well funny......... funny but well gross...... thank goodness we had already cooked our meat....... so after the laffing died down, we looked around at what else to have a pop at...

You must remember that ya allowed BB Guns in ya own garden, as long as ya dont fire over ya boundary fence....with our gun laws ya not even allowed to carry the gun outside the house in ya car, if you get caught with one in your car you get well done........ ... so the aerial was on my roof so techically we was ok........ but we had scared the other starlings along the rooftops to the aerial about 6 houses down the road.......... knowing that we was NOT allowed to shoot over the fence and also knowing that there was no way that we could even pop one, we did it anyways LMFAO............. ya see, there was no one around, and its only a BB rifle right?........ so Julie's house was the target....... POP omg the starling flopped off her roof and fell into what we thought was her garden..... we waited about 5 minutes and the birds returned, and POP another fell into her garden...we was getting well good at this...... we then heard shouting over the gardens of 'what the f**king hell and words of that nature, so we was giggling and hiding behind the fence......and I say, ok thats enough, lets stop....... so me lads wandered down the garden a little ways and was shooting what I thought was a target they had set up down the garden, I thought this cos I shouted....... WHATS THAT NOISE....... oh its just a target mum....... so I thought nuffin more about it and started clearing the plates etc.......

Thirty minutes later there is a very loud knock at me door, which I open to face 2 young coppers........ hello are you Mrs Mel (obviously they didnt say that, they said me last name)....... em, I says, it all depends on who is asking and what Im supposed to of done... *sweet smile*....... Emmmmmm do you or does anyone living here or anyone visiting own a gun....... a gun, I says, what a real gun...... yes the copper says.... what a gun with bullets....... Im presuming yes he says.......... see Im thinking, well our gun DONT have real bullets just BB pellet things......no officer, but what seems to be the problem............. someone, he says, has been shooting birds off Number 56s roof and there seems to be PILES OF THEM on their conservatory roof....inside Im laffing so hard at the vision of piles of starlings on their conservatory roof - gawds sake we only hit 2 thats hardly piles.... me, blank staring........ piles? I says, PILES? the only piles I know of is the piles that me mum use to say we would get as kids if we sat on the cold front step.......... this is a serious matter madam he says....... oh, I says........ please explain 'piles' ....... so he says, have you or do you know anyone in these premises that have been using a gun within the last hour........ because not only are their piles of birds on Number 56s conservatory roof but their very expensive Satellite has been shot at and has holes in........ oh my, I say, I didnt even know they had a satellite dish...... it is down the bottom of their garden madam, if I could have a look in your back garden I will be able to see if it can be seen from your garden...........

panic panic panic.......... have you got a warrant I casually ask...... to which the second copper burst out laffing....as did I...... I think you watch to much telly he says.......... oh I says, obviously something that Number 56 wont be doing for a while, if there satelite is knackered......... ok ya better come in........... and with that my Sam walks in the front room to see where I am..... ONLY CARRYING THE BLOODY GUN....... lol...... oh my I says........ where did you find that........ yeah right like they would fall for that.......

So we came clean and spill the beans... and they told us that its illegal to shoot over the gardens, be it up in the air and its highly illegal to shoot at someones satellite dish.......... but ya see, when me lads said they was shooting at a target, they actually were, cos the plonker bloke at number 56 had only painted his dish like a target........ what a wally............ so we was told off and had to promise NOT to do it again....... and go and apologise to the people at number 56......... so we sent Jacob LMFAO........

So yesterday there was NO WAY that I was gonna let them get the BBs out....... no way no how.......ok ok so I folded and we set up targets amongst the giggles..... it was a good 6 months before number 56 spoke to me again.......

Some people just aint got no sense of fun............

Ok, Ok, I know its not nice to kill things, even though starlings over here are classed as skankie pests........ and I would NEVER do it again....... ever...... well, not unless it was edible.... ok, maybe not even then....... Sorry :( if by killing these poor minding their own busines starlings anyone is offended...... then Im sorry........ and if you could see the look of guilt and sadness on me face then you would forgive me....... or not........ I aint bovvered though....... sigh

To much boring Twaddle for a Monday......

46 comments:

the psycho therapist said...

I just wanna say for the record and to the assembled it ain't Jbelle that can talk the hind legs off a donkey iffin you get my drift.

Heh heh.

What?
Oh, yeah, like it's not true and peeled bananas are best.

Sidebar:
Marmy dearest, regarding "peeling", I duly doth believe I had this conversation sometime back on my blog and think I can fill you in on who flys commando and who does not.

For the record n'all.
In case this info is ever needed in the future, doncha know.

LOL! Oh god, I can feel my "badness" just a-comin' back 'round the bend.

Love and death, love and death...
so close, so close.

(End cryptic and seemingly schizophrenic rant which really is not and you'd know if you were in my head right now, whew boy, which you're not and I'm ever so thankful. And I'm smilin', too. Don't try to understand. LOL)

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MarmiteToasty said...

~((((Wendy)))~ LMFAO - of course ya aint talking about me right? Im quiet and shy and tongue tied on the phone, if ya get me drift LOL...

Well, maybe we need to do the ole 'slap them out on the table boys' Mel needs to be educated LMFAO...... if you get me drift..... lol - ok Shark, it looks like your up first!!! HAHAHA....

Goodness, why did a banana split just flash before me eyes..... :)

x

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MarmiteToasty said...

ps..... Wendy...... ya dont get 'glide and slide' with them there peelers....... iffin ya get me drift.... ;) LMFAO x

the psycho therapist said...

ya dont get 'glide and slide' with them there peelers

What the...? Well of course you do with proper "paint".

;)

Starlings shmarlings.
Shark, eh?
You devil.

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B.R.M said...

I am telling you my friend, we could be related.

Are you sure you are not from Tennesee, Arkansas or any other Southern State.

How funny.

TN Becky

eddie said...

Poor bird shot it and then grilled it, i have not laughed so hard in years, almost wet me pants..

ciara said...

oh jebus marmy...u really kill me w ur stories (no pun intended lol) and i call bbq'ing bbq'ing don't know all bout that cook out and grilling nonsense lol

b.r.m. laughing at ur question bout marmy being sure if she's not from a southern state lol she's pretty close tho...she's in the southern part of u.k. so maybe u r related...'doodling cousins' lol

PDX Pup said...

What a story!!! There are similar tales in our family lore about Pom, my grandfather--JBelle's dad: he had had a good bit of land up on the St. Joe river with a cabin and everything. Mom used to trundle us kids up there every summer for a nice little holiday. So Pom had these Birch trees he planted from saplings that were his pride and joy. Really...we could have been bleeding from the head, and he would just tell us to get to get a bandaid and get over it--but a woodpecker in his birch trees was an absolute calamity. Us kids got used to being in the field or the woods or at the river and hearing a HUGE bang--we'd just look at each other and go "woodpeckers," and laugh. One night, we were all sitting on the deck BBQing and eating, and we heard the unmistakable "knock-knock-knock" of a woodpecker at the birch trees that lined the drive next to the patio. You'd think my grandpa would just let it go while we were at dinner, right? No, you could just see him steaming, so after about 5 minutes of it, he throws his fork and napkin down and gets up and opens the sliding door into the cabin...after about 30 seconds, the barrel of a .22 pokes out of the the crack he'd left in the door and BOOM! a loud gunshot (over all our heads, mind you) rings through the air. Absolute silence at all the tables and we all turn to stare at the trees to see where the bird would fall...crackling of branches and down comes a bird, we start to go back to eating and there was more crackling of branches and down came another bird. My grandfather opened the sliding glass door, a small smirk on his face, muttering "hehehe, got two!" That's about as close as he got to being ecstatic. Anyway, that story is one of the favorites the grandkids have about Pom...we always tell it whenever we happen to get together.

JBelle said...

AW,jeez, Pup, letting loose with the family lore. Hell, now we'll lose our friends if they figure out who we really are.

raymond pert said...

You know, they are a little bony, but if you take the time to pick out the bones, you can make a nice starling rarebit. Keep that in mind next time you rifle the little sweet meats in the back garden.

skeet said...

Oh, shame on me! I tried not to laugh, really, really tried. Shame on you killing poor little defenseless starlahhahabwaaaaaaahaaaaaahaaaaaaaaa! Shoot! If I could just catch my breath I'd quit laughing and start telling you how awful you are. But if I did that I guess I'd have to confess that I'm a pest control operator and have been snekaing up on little unsuspecting victims for almost three decades and killing their butts, lol!

Refugee said...

I guess that was a pretty exciting bbq, then, Marmie? Did you offer the cops anything to eat after you explained? Ha!

gazey said...

There's a fellow Marmite Fan here in TN.?
* Marmite meaning *M*, not that toasty stuff....lol *
Hi Becky....I'm in Millington, 30 miles north of Memphis.... yipeeee. this gives Mz Marmite double the reason for coming here to visit, someday....however, I think it would be a much better adventure to go visit her...
:-)
Thank you for posting about your life, Mz Marmite.... such a wonderful way to get to know you. Say, I had four girls and one son, so I kind of understand what you mean by being able to raise daughters being 'easier'...however, have you ever been in a household with 5 women at the same time having 'their time'? oh boy.......
lol
Take care and have fun with what you have been given in this life... seems as if you do a good job of keeping life intersting, to say the least....
love you,
* gazey *

The Fool said...

Hi Marmie. Hmmm, not only am I unlikely to ever show Doc how to load that MB240 (whether or not she thinks she is in pants and has documentation), I don't believe I'm about to offer you the opportunity with a "proper gun." The feeling of "great beaming gobsmacking YEAH bloody hell" does not go well with real bullets. That's right up there in the "dangerous mixtures" with guns (right up there with mass quantities of alcohol and petulance). Especially if one is on the wrong end of the barrel (the "ducking" end). There are too many bullets in a clip to out-dance "great beaming gobsmacking YEAH bloody hell." Any-which-how, the ravens (you know, those BIG fuckin' starlings), are gathering on the wires like in that Hitchcock movie. They look to be gathering for a migration. :)

Terrific tale, Marmie. I love your way of dealing with the coppers. Just don't tell all the truth, or get the truth to bend to another truth. Atta girl. I'm surprised you didn't act deaf.

Have great Tuesday!

E. H. said...

glad the dang chicken is back, safe.

MarmiteToasty said...

~(((Wendy)))~ ;) x lol

~brm~ well what can I say, Im from the South LOL of England that is........ BUT we have all our teeth down our sarf ;) - fanks for popping back xx

~((Eddie))~ ya want me to sort ya laundry out for ya lol...... no piddling ya pants allowed... xx

~((((ciara bitch)))~ and we use a well proper BBQ, ya know with charcoal and matches lol...... glad ya came back......xx

~(((pup)))~ oh my, what a wonderful wonderful story..... something to really treasure, I finks I would of liked your granpa :)..... xx

~((JBelle))~ I would love ya whatever ya family secrets be ;)..... xxx

~(((MrP)))~ I ave eaten a worm omellete once on a survival weekend and as a helper on a survival school camp I ate a big wiggley grub with big sharp teeth.... bit its head off and munched it up....... the nippers though it was so wonderful that I would do it lol.... its cos I showed them in me little book of edible things in the woods and they dared me :) - what they didnt see was me then walk behind one of the bushes and lob me guts up LOL.... xx

~skeet~ welcome to the mad house :) - cripes ya really are a pest control person? can you do anything about me twat neighbour? lol.... goodness fanks for dropping in... xx

~((((refugee))))~ oh we NEVER have straight forward BBQs ;) - I'll have to tell ya about the time last year where we strapped my Sams legs to the top of 5 foot stilts with duck tape and pulled him up to his feet OMG omg we have it on video.... it was just the funniest - how he didnt break his legs or neck when he fell with these stilts strapped to his legs I will never know :)...... see its all about having a laff.... I would die without the ability to laff at almost anything in life...... xxx

ps.... oh and did you know it takes 9 minutes for me twat neighbours fish in their pond to eat a floating burger bun ;) LOL

~((((Gazey))))~ :) welcome back matie.... ya know I loves ya right? and you know me by now that I can only be me....... its just crazy stuff seems to sort of stick to me lol...... :) xx

~(((((Foolie))))~ oh go on foolie go on let me shoot a real gun lol....... I promise to be sensible..... I can be ya know, well sometimes..... ok not often lol........ ya could give me and PT lessons...... we would make ya dance like a loon lmfao......great beaming gobsmacking YEAH bloody hell LOL good descriptive words right LMFAO...... xxxxx

~(((Starr)))~ lol first ya moan and groan about me chicken and now ya happy to see him back........

OH ON THE CHICKEN FRONT - JANET GOT STUCK BETWEEN THE SHED AND THE FENCE ABOUT AN HOUR AGO - a parent turned up to pick up their kids with a dog...... and scrumpie the dog chased Janet and she dived behind between the gap near the trampoline....... its taken us 40 minutes to extract her..... lol.... bloody scrumpie....... xxx

WAVING AT THE FAMOUS PERSON THATS BEEN READING ME BLOB....... LMFAO........

MarmiteToasty said...

ps...........(((Foolie)))) I didnt technically lie to the coppers lol......... ya know when I was in the states....... me matie let me drive their car ONCE..... on the wrong side of the road..... which was alright on the straight road but I struggled when it came to turning at the traffic lights lol....... well....... I was going pretty fast and they kept telling me to SLOW DOWN gawds sake..... you will get stopped by the cops........ so I said....... but thats the idea........ they said..... why? so I says........ it will probably be the only time in me life now that Im ever gonna hear them words...... they said what words......... I said 'GET OUT THE CAR AND SPREAD EM' lol :)....... thats the gods honest truth lol xxxx

the psycho therapist said...

Did someone just use the words "alcohol" and "petulance" in one sentence? Was he/she famous?

/rubbing her ears to make sure her hearing is intact

Oh? Hmm, just checking.

/reaching under the bed for that M24....
Hey! Who took my gun?


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MarmiteToasty said...

~((Wendy)))~ jebus I need a drink LMFAO....... its been so long since Ive been rat-arsed LOL

I mean 'THAT' famous person, you know, the one I told ya about on the phone, when I rang ya..... :)

*visons now of Foolie jumping around dancing like a deranged loon.....* now where is that BB gun, actually sod the BB and give me an oozie.... great beaming gobsmacking YEAH bloody hell......Wendy ya game for it?

x

The Fool said...

Hi Marmie. "I didnt technically lie" - that's exactly what I'm referring to...two of the finer points of "how to not technically lie" - don't tell all of the truth, or bend one truth to another...how do you think I survived as a kid?

And Doc, as for the missing MB2-whatnot - call it "how I plan on surviving as an adult." By the way, the gun's in the closet. Without a clip it's just a heavy club.

Yes, dear. I'll get it for you...

;)

MarmiteToasty said...

~(((Foolie)))~ ya survived the same way I did by the sounds of it :)..... do you know, even if I knew I was gonna get a beating or a thrashing with me dads belt..... I couldnt lie, I could technically lie lol or jokingly lie..... but not LIE when it mattered..... :) I remember once me brothers mate broke one of me mums vases and me brother told me dad I did it..... but I didnt wanna get the friend in trouble, so I had to stand in front of me dad as he asked, did you break it, to which I answered...NO... he said your lying, or if you didnt break it who did....... so I just.... not me..... so he said..... if you dont tell me I will belt you to within an inch of your life..... so again I just said, not me..... he said..... if you say it was you then I wont beat you........ I said..... it was NOT me..... :) - yep.... welps on me so deep I couldnt sit or lay down on me back for it must of been a fortnight ....... so, yep I know about survival and I also know how to be a wonderful friend..... shame the friend that broke the vase didnt have the guts to own up.......

Sorry, just twaddling here.... xx

MarmiteToasty said...

ps........ the vase was a worthless ugly piece of shit that me Auntie Morris (Freda) had got at some school fete lol it was hardly worth tuppence LOL

x

The Fool said...

Of course, Marmie. The "vase" or what-not is hardly ever the issue. Glad the "honor among rugrats" held. Been there. It's a tough spot standing up for the greater code as you take the fall for someone else - as you discover that they are too much of a weasel to stand for themselves. You still have to follow through on the code. It's the glue that makes it all hold together. You never ratted in my neighborhood either.

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ciara said...

(((marmy)))you're a survivor for sure. your brother's friend was a major wuss, and even more so to let a girl take the blame and thrashing. if something went down w my bro and i, i would always deny it, but it would be my bro who would rat me out and tell my mom i had done it, too. wasn't my dad who disciplined us, don't remember him being home much as lil ones (he was in the navy), so my mom used to spank us, sometimes with things that were 'conveniently' around. i think she even had a paddle. the worse was when she made us get on our knees (a punishment she suffered back her days while a youngster in the philippines) and just stay like that for what seemed like HOURS. damn, my back would hurt...i always wondered if that contributed to my scoliosis. lol

E. H. said...

Of course I am happy to see the chicken back. Can't shoot at your hand, ya loon.

ciara said...

weird how i heard a song w the line 'i'm a starling, nobody's darling' right after i read this blob. lol

Side Note said...

I'll never forget the time my brother took aim with his BB gun at a squirrel. Shot the thing right in the freakin eye. So, here's this damn squirrel with a bloody spot where it's eye used to be, still alive and looking in our direction with no eye. I never liked guns after that and the old "be careful, you could put your eye out" warning always creeped me out. Still does.

MarmiteToasty said...

~((Ciara))~ see Ive always known what was right and wrong, and there is NO way I would ever admit that it was me... my father KNEW it was not me, it was just an excuse for him to take out some of HIS anger..... now as an adult, I know he must of had such a troubled life...... ya would of thought he would of thrashed me brothers lol but they was the apple of his eyes ..... oh well, such was life lol xxx

oh and that song :) didnt ya know I believe that coincidents are more then 'just' coincidents lol.... ya probably gonna be pecked to death by a flock of starlings today :) xx

~((Starr))~ :) - if anyone came near to shooting me chicken, they might not live to see another day :) be warned matie lol xx

~(((SideNote)))~ ya know I know 2 people that had their eye out with a BB gun, and are now sporting glass eyes...... oh the story about the glass eye incident I should of told... oh well...... and my Tom when he was about 12 was at his maties house and the father of the matie let them 'play' war with BB guns in the garden (without me knowing) and my Tom shot out his mates front teeth........ GREAT SHOT TOM..... :) - :( did the little squirrel die? or did you see him again wearing glasses? lol - xxxxxxx

slater maties........ be good...xx

the psycho therapist said...

Of course I am happy to see the chicken back. Can't shoot at your hand, ya loon.

ROTFLMFAO!!!!!!

/wiping eyes

That was GREAT!

On a serious note, I hope the gun-totin' sibling wasn't, well, you know.

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E. H. said...

To: Chicken...Let's see ya dance.

MarmiteToasty said...

~((Wendy))~ DONT encourage him - gawds sake........ xx

~((Starr))~ me chicken would well out dance anything you shot at her..... x

oh my goodness........ Janet was just the funniest of funniest chickens this afternoon....Janet just wanders in and out of the kitchen at will.....if the back door is shut she just climbs through the catflap... she has learnt how to push open the child safety gate that is across me kitchen doorway...... it was not locked and me and ellis was sitting on the floor with all the happytrack out and he says....... in his cute little voice..... Mel janet is watching, so with that I said...... oh ellis, she wants to play......so he says...... come on janet.......and she pushed the bloody safety gate open and walked in LMFAO........ so funny...... and when Ellis's dad came to pick him up, he came up the back way, through me garden, he had with him his brothers dog..... and we was late getting in, so when we got back (9 nippers in tow all gagging for ice-creams) he was sitting on the bench in the garden laffing with tears rolling down his face...... he said....... as he walked up the garden with the dog, skankie cat shot up the garden and through the catflap, followed by fatcat, and followed by Janet....... LOL he said if he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would NOT believed it......

EVERYONE LOVES JANET :) but non more then ME :)......xx

E. H. said...

I like BBQ chicken.

OrdinaryShark said...

Marmy-
So what I am to believe it that you can own a pseudo gun but you can’t take it anywhere and you can’t shoot it anywhere out of your yard. This leaves setting up some sort of a backstop and plugging away at targets or shooting straight up in the air so the bbs come back down in your own yard. Now there’s a sporting bit; shoot straight a bunch of times and then dance around trying to avoid getting bonked by the bbs as they fall. I don’t think bbs can be traced like they do on CSI as they don’t go through a rifled barrel, so if a few fall in the neighbor’s yard they won’t be able to tell whence they came. But do avoid the fishpond as those little bbs are made of lead and if the fishes ate them it might impede their intelligence thus keeping them from studying at Cambridge and going on to Parliament. I smell a lawsuit there.

Anyway, since you were so wonderful in checking up on me after my recent excitement I thought it only proper that I give you a few of the details. So, in your honor I have attempted to place my very first blog entry. I'll let you know how it goes.
Someone get the lights.

OrdinaryShark said...

I think you find it by going to OrdinarySharkTales in Blogger...

ciara said...

oh great...just want i always wanted...me own bloody version of 'the birds'. i see how much ya love me now. lol

MarmiteToasty said...

~((Starr))~ :) you mean to say you would eat great auntie Maud? :) actually we eat mainly chicken in this house lol...... I do cover Janets eyes though...

x

~(((((((Sharkie))))))))~ well what can I say, someone has to check up on ya dont they ;).... and I could well of played a pizza joke on ya secretary lol..... but I held back...

Listen, ya allowed to have BB guns and obviously if your going somewhere with a purpose ya allowed to carry them in ya car..... BUT they have to be in a case or a bag and if ya stopped and you dont have PROOF that ya going somewhere legit, then ya well in the shit........ like Tom was going up Milie's (his pikie friend) horse field where the stable has a problem with rats...... so that was legit...... but now, I think it was from a few weeks ago, cos of the shootings that have happened to teenage boys in london recently..... if caught with a real gun in ya car or on ya, its straight to prison......

Anyways.... Ive just popped over to ya blob :) - its GREAT....... your life sounds as mental as mine lol.........xx

~((Ciara)))~ now you KNOW I love ya..... :) tweet tweet, here birdies lol xx

slater x

E. H. said...

Amazing governmental intrusion. I only have one safe. full. mostly Matt's. Collectors have a entire basement full.Back in the day,kids took rifles to school in pickups. Shot deer on the hill, from H.S. parking lot. Hunting season airports,every 10th person with rifle case. things have changed.I am into archery. interested in the shootings you cite.How did kids have guns there? interested in Brits "no gun" law/effect. "shoot" me an email?

The Fool said...

And the BBQ Fool is too cool...

:)

the psycho therapist said...

Fer chrissakes woman.

/slamming down the laptop and picking up the fucking Gumbyphone

Argghhh...mental, indeed.


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eddie said...

did someone say something about bbq chicken count me in...

ciara said...

i prefer fried chicken meself.

OrdinaryShark said...

and I prefer my chickens strut'n their stuff freeranging.
Just came by to turn out the lights.
/click

MarmiteToasty said...

-((Starr))~ I'll try and email ya over the weekend..... I just know our laws have changed about guns etc again.... x

~(((Foolie)))~ I love BBQing..... but with real proper charcoal NOT those gas BBQs that seem to be the rage now adays..... xx

~((((Wendy))))~ Sorry I missed you, I was sitting on the top of Butser Hill listening to the wind..... and was real late when I got back... know that I love you xxx

~(((Eddie)))~ as I said to Starr, you touch one feather of my chicken and you will be found washed up in some drain somewhere :)... ok only joking..... xx

~(((Ciara))) say NO to fried chicken ewwwwwwww lol..... well unless its KFC which we have about once a year LOL..... xx

~(((((Shark)))))~ well we do eat mainly chicken if we have meat in this house.... BUT I tend to agree, best struttin their stuff around the garden....... sigh..... xxx

colleen said...

Oh bluebells...bluebonnets are from Texas. I was in Ireland a few years back in May and saw woods full of these. Of course we pulled over (on the wrong side of the road) and took photos.

The one of the tree being strangled is so disturbing...but a great shot. The path way begs to be walked.