Sunday, 30 September 2012
Posted by Tony at 22:45
Saturday, 29 September 2012
Posted by Tony at 21:56
Friday, 28 September 2012
My beautiful and oh so patient wife was out and about in Hazel the almost 4x4 and as she was misbehaving (Hazel not the patient one) she took it to a garage where the engine fell out. Nice man at garage said he could put it back in again for twice what we had paid for the broken 4x4 in the first place but he did manage to pour the cogs back in which allowed forward and homeward direction. Hazel has now taken what was Vic's place in the lane and is waiting to be put down.
Posted by Tony at 23:06
Thursday, 27 September 2012
Posted by Tony at 22:49
Wednesday, 26 September 2012
Suited for a busy day in the office I pointed him in the direction of travel and headed off down the lane. At the gateway to the world he refused to stay put as the hand brake failed so I had to switch him off while I got out. He then refused to start.
I coaxed him back to life but 25 yards down the road he died again and only just made it to a gateway so he didn't block future exits.
Walk back home in pouring rain.
Beautiful and oh so patient wife phones garage, are the keys in it they ask, I tap my pocket, no but they will be in half an hour she says can you fetch Vic and fix him, yes they say, once they stop laughing.
I make to leave in Hazel, last thing patient one utters is have you got keys for Vic, absolutely says I and head off in Hazel.
Alongside Vic I get out to put keys in him for grease monkey but alas, I am key less. Race back home and retrieve keys from playful toddler who has somehow acquired amazing pick pocket skills.
Having mild SOHF get back in Hazel and turn around, beep horn at rampaging Ryelands blocking lane, surge forward just as clueless sheep get between wall and gleaming R200 racing bike which falls just in time to be run over by front wheel of turning 4x4 turning front of bike into scrap metal.
The day did get better.
Posted by Tony at 22:40
Tuesday, 25 September 2012
Posted by Tony at 22:56
Monday, 24 September 2012
Posted by Tony at 21:31
Sunday, 23 September 2012
Posted by Tony at 22:46
Saturday, 22 September 2012
angling for pork. This is a bit like fishing, a bait is placed and you wait patiently. In this case the bait was pig feed and the quarry, well, pig obviously. So there I was inside the pig pen watching the bait, and there they were, escaped pig on the outside also looking at same. Eventually one wandered within lunging distance and sooner that you could say "jeezthispigweighsatonohgodmyback" pig one was caught and landed the right side of the pig fence. The other one, pictured above, grew wise to the plan and soon after this pic was taken buggered off. This allowed me to retreat with dignity and raid the medicine chest for ibuprofen.
Posted by Tony at 22:50
Friday, 21 September 2012
Posted by Tony at 22:10
Thursday, 20 September 2012
Posted by Tony at 22:30
Wednesday, 19 September 2012
Tuesday, 18 September 2012
Posted by Tony at 22:12
Monday, 17 September 2012
Posted by Tony at 22:33
Sunday, 16 September 2012
but we were no match for Chester who, despite his lack of stamina was able to cover ground a lot faster than yours truly loaded like a pack horse with little t, waterproofs and picnic. After over an hour traversing the ridge we didn't see hide nor hair of the missing shitland.
Rocky reloaded with drool fuel and we set off home to carry on with the jobs list.
Posted by Tony at 22:13
Saturday, 15 September 2012
He looked at me over the gate. "You keep pigs then" it wasn't a question.
"Well my mate says they are going for a fiver at market"
"I heard that too"
"Might get some whey from over"points with thumb to local geography "They eat whey?" That was a question "Erm... think so" I look over to the general area of whey donator "How would you get it here?"
"Dunno. Theres always a way. How long would it keep though?" More cheese related questions outside of my expertese.
"Nor me" silence. "Has to be worth it, other wise theres no point" agreed.
"I could give you a couple of piglets if you want some. Free"
Receive look from militia like I had just insulted his grandmother. He took a step back. "You can have them for nothing" I continued. "Free, save you buying them, see how you get on." He nodded and scratched his chin noisily "What sort are they?"
"I''ll think on it" and off he went.
Posted by Tony at 22:07