Saturday, 29 December 2012

The insanity of anti-hunt people

Following the debacle over the Hethrop hunt prosecution where the RSPCA lost over £320,000, filmed 100 hrs of hunting, wasted 1000's of man  hours by RSPCA and Hunt Saboteurs for a 15 min clip showing an accidental kill I show here a marvellous example of the mentality of people about foxes.
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Urban fox warning

WE live near the Perryfields allotments, which are known to be populated by many foxes.
We have within the last week lost a cat and are sure that she has been attacked and killed by a fox.
While we have no evidence of this as a fact we were told by a neighbour that she heard a terrible cry and screeching of an animal being attacked on the allotments the night we last saw our pet cat.
Indeed it was about this time last year when we lost another cat that just went missing without a trace. We now suspect that she was also a victim of the urban fox.
Both our lost cats were not wanderers and were neutered small female cats micro-chipped with collars. It seems too much of a coincidence that they have both gone missing.
I just want a message to go to our local community that they should be mindful that foxes are potential killers of domestic animals and not to encourage them to come closer to houses by leaving out scraps of food.
My personal view, for what it’s worth, is that the fox has a right as any other animal for existence and I am totally against fox hunting as a ‘sport’.
I do, however, believe that we should keep a boundary between the domain of the fox, which should be the countryside, and not in urban areas when they become a threat to domestic animals.
John Hughes, Crabtree Lane, Bromsgrove
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The highlights are mine. Perryfields is hard up against open countryside and the domain of the Albrighton Woodland Hunt.
Read it here...........  http://bit.ly/WaRObd   as well as the replies.

Wednesday, 12 December 2012

Freezing.............brrrrrrr

Awoke to find it about 6 below.

Good weather for stacking wood and going for a walk - no mud.

Had a wonderful Thai last night - meal that is. Oh I wish...maybe one day.

Tried out the new gun last w/end - Browning GTS Elite. Brilliant. All the others were very impressed with the gun and my shooting - and I'm not even used to it yet. A good buy.

Wife has adopted a cat - white with angora hair and one blue eye and one green.

I'm reminded of Blomfeld when I sit and stroke it. A sure sign that cats are bad for your state of mind.




Friday, 9 November 2012

So glad we are in the Autumn. The cool airs, smell of the earth and mists.

Recovering from a week of excess - including a full on pig roast. Cut down on the booze and drink.

Poor old dog is ill but being a little soldier about it. She is getting the best of care though and it hasn't stopped her hunting, playing and snuggling up.


Tuesday, 3 July 2012

London Olympics

We are out of the UK during the Olympics....



I never thought I would be happy to say that, esp. as I was a very keen athlete at school and dreamed of being good enough to compete at a high level but everyday matters such as getting an education, a job and house saw to that.

But the hype, crass commercialism and mind-numbing right-on crap that is being poured out just sickens me.

I can remember when the BBC would produce a timetable of all events, you could see not only the high profile events but also the lesser known ones and therein lies the true Olympic spirit - people who compete to be the best they can be without the prospects of great fame or wealth.

Now it seems that beyond the 100 metres, football and tennis there is little else going on.

But, by recompense we will be in Southern Brittany - eventually it WILL stop raining and we will be in heaven.


Thursday, 28 June 2012

Its Biblical...

Wow, what a rainstorm today. Nothing for many people across the tropics but in sleepy Worcestershire a very unusual sight.

Roads blocked and flooded, car covered in downed pollen, the latter of which I Thank God.

One thing though, and I wish I'd had my camera, when driving through the floods of Catshill a local retard was just standing in the middle of a road junction, calf high in water just gawping at the scene.



It reminded me of the old joke about pigs getting up on the wall to watch cars go by. It was probably the most interesting thing to happen in his life.

Having just said that I feel sorry for him.

Catshill Village is a very "special" place. Always has been, always will be.

The world is changing - I can feel it in the air.

Life is changing.

The loss of a dear mother and the associated emotions and realities are forcing a good close look at where we are going in life.






All too often in life we are carried along with the stream, willingly conforming and assuming responsibilities out of love and loyalty.












Time now for change. A new world is opening up and the whole of Europe beckons...

Meanwhile, the new shotgun has arrived!!! And what a beauty. Browning GTS Elite.






The focus of our lives will be turning back to Brittany - the woods, streams and farmland.

Freedom, albeit only relative, when compared to the Police State that the UK is becoming.

One good man described it thus:-

To be governed is to be watched, inspected, spied upon, directed, law-driven, numbered, regulated, enrolled, indoctrinated, preached at, controlled, checked, estimated, valued, censured, commanded, by creatures who have neither the right nor the wisdom nor the virtue to do so. To be governed is to be at every operation, at every transaction noted, registered, counted, taxed, stamped, measured, numbered, assessed, licensed, authorized, admonished, prevented, forbidden, reformed, corrected, punished. It is, under pretext of public utility, and in the name of the general interest, to be placed under contribution, drilled, fleeced, exploited, monopolized, extorted from, squeezed, hoaxed, robbed; then, at the slightest resistance, the first word of complaint, to be repressed, fined, vilified, harassed, hunted down, abused, clubbed, disarmed, bound, choked, imprisoned, judged, condemned, shot, deported, sacrificed, sold, betrayed; and to crown all, mocked, ridiculed, derided, outraged, dishonoured. That is government; that is it's justice; that is its morality.




Wednesday, 14 March 2012

Fun in Tardebigge

 


 

The old village of Tardebigge is home to the Hereford & Worcestershire Shooting Ground.

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After some months away from shooting in France I got the opportunity to have a go, only 5 mins from home.

What a lovely place. And not a bad score, with a borrowed Rizzini - even if I say so myself.

Looking forward to getting my new gun, the rest stay in France so as to avoid the H&S, terrorist alert, jobsworths in Border Control.

I do like the new Bettinsoli - cheap but great reviews.



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