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Don't go crying into your beer, it'll water it doon!

Now your using scotch words haha soon youl be moving here bonnie lad.


Only crying cause the pubs shut at 10.:(:D
 
Morning.
Last of the cctv cameras to instal. Have to Replace the 1 over the front door so my post box don’t get nicked again.
Just waiting for the neighbours to wake before drilling commences.
Bizarrely, here in frogland the postbox nicking is or used top be an annual event, every ime the village had its three day fete.
I replaced ours with one where only the front sticks out through the chain link fence, mounted very strongly to support with bolts inside it and concreted into the ground again extremely firmly. Plus planted very spiky plants all around it. The next time, they left ours alone but still did all they could going down the road, they just rip them off and throw them in the bushes. So last year peeps took theirs down. They must have got abick fu cked off at not being able to have their fun. They threw poison into our chicken run, luckily the birds are too intelligen to touch it.

Still, boys will be boys, little scrotes!
 
A busy mornin at WImblowdriver Towers. Shutter taken off the chimbley capping concrete an a flood coat of waterproofer applied for good measure. Scaffold lowered to suit the repairs to the roof tiles which got damaged during the careful dismantling of the brickwork. Easy job to do the repairs later in the week as I have to pay myself double time on sundays and I can't afford me. And the grass in the grounds is looking much healthier as the nemesis toads do their work of scoffing the chafer grubs. Happy days (except I should be in tenerife this week but hey ho there's a walrus escaped there :(:().
 
Weather still miz here. rained too much yesterday to get the last cut finished.
wifey with yet another bliidy cold, having to be cosseted and run around after.:(
Beats the cr@p out of us how you can catch them when we so rarely see anyone.
So lazy day today, might have another bash at that blasted Hoover motor!:mad:
Have a good one folks.:):):)
 
Bizarrely, here in frogland the postbox nicking is or used top be an annual event, every ime the village had its three day fete.
I replaced ours with one where only the front sticks out through the chain link fence, mounted very strongly to support with bolts inside it and concreted into the ground again extremely firmly. Plus planted very spiky plants all around it. The next time, they left ours alone but still did all they could going down the road, they just rip them off and throw them in the bushes. So last year peeps took theirs down. They must have got abick fu cked off at not being able to have their fun. They threw poison into our chicken run, luckily the birds are too intelligen to touch it.

Still, boys will be boys, little scrotes!
:eek::eek::eek:
 
Three days of noise and hell as the scrotes from far and wide come for the cheap, or on one night free booze and the music. Parts of it are great and we have fun meeting peeps with an "apéro" on the mayor, to which he comes and he is a decent bloke doing a great job for the commune. We get to see all our friends and later on next night usually a communal meal cooked by some ladies from the village.
But the late music and idiots who attend fom outside the commune are the problem.
So not exactly he_ll, just a bit he_llish!
 

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