One of those days..... or nights
I walked the dog early doors and when I got home decided to see how the veg
was doing. To my horror it'd gone. Every last thing I planted. Big hoof prints all over the place and a tell tale spread of pooh. Only thing I can't work out it is where the bl**dy cow came from. We're miles from a field with cows and back onto the forest. It's a mystery. I hadn't even cropped anything yet as we've had such a cold start up here on the west of Scotland. Gutted though to lose it all. Hey ho, Dave -- "Statistics are like a bikini. What they reveal is interesting. What they conceal is vital. " |
One of those days..... or nights
On Sat, 24 Jun 2006 15:49:43 +0100, "Dave P"
wrote this (or the missive included this): I walked the dog early doors and when I got home decided to see how the veg was doing. To my horror it'd gone. Every last thing I planted. Big hoof prints all over the place and a tell tale spread of pooh. Only thing I can't work out it is where the bl**dy cow came from. We're miles from a field with cows and back onto the forest. It's a mystery. I hadn't even cropped anything yet as we've had such a cold start up here on the west of Scotland. Gutted though to lose it all. Any deer around? -- ®óñ© © ² * ¹°°³ |
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