Preparedness for when

mardatha

In my last house we lived next door to a poacher. Clouds of white geese feathers, wet trainers on the back doorstep in salmon season, freezer full of venison, and once I came face to face with an expired sheep in the bath!

GreyQueen

mardatha wrote: »

In my last house we lived next door to a poacher. Clouds of white geese feathers, wet trainers on the back doorstep in salmon season, freezer full of venison, and once I came face to face with an expired sheep in the bath!

His bath or your bath? And if his, what were you doing in next-door's bathroom?!

mardatha

Re the weathermen's snow predictions - we haven't had any at all. But up in Aberdeenshire they've had buckets of it. A poor lass was on fb saying the drive home was the worse she's ever experienced, with howling winds and blizzard and in the dark. Said she spent most of the two hour journey crying and praying!
GQ (insert dignified tone here) I was at his mothers tupperwear party!!

thriftwizard

In my last house we lived next door to a poacher. Clouds of white geese feathers, wet trainers on the back doorstep in salmon season, freezer full of venison, and once I came face to face with an expired sheep in the bath!

... and I remember wondering what was dripping on my head whilst using the outside loo (a two-holer with a mahogany seat, dead posh!) in an emergency, and looking up & seeing a brace of pheasants hanging there... don't think I ever used that loo again! And I won't eat pheasant that's been hung, to this day.

The Offspring often accuse me of leaving sheep in the bath. But it's not a whole sheep nowadays, just a fleece or two...

GreyQueen

mardatha wrote: »

GQ (insert dignified tone here) I was at his mothers tupperwear party!!

Sounds like an alibi, if ever I heard one.........:rotfl:

thriftwizard wrote: »

... and I remember wondering what was dripping on my head whilst using the outside loo (a two-holer with a mahogany seat, dead posh!) in an emergency, and looking up & seeing a brace of pheasants hanging there... don't think I ever used that loo again! And I won't eat pheasant that's been hung, to this day.

One of my rellies was in someone else's outbuilding (on a legitimate errand, not out robbing, I hasten to add) when they brushed against a brace of hanging pheasants. The skin sort of unpeeled and deposited a load of maggots on their head. He was a no-nonsense farmboy but he still looked green just talking about it years later.

I wouldn't eat hung pheasants, either. Best to just clip 'em with the car and scoff them the same day. My ole grandad could take one off its roost with a horsewhip, if 'keeper wasn't about.

One on my ancestors got transported to Oz for poaching. He came back afterwards, tho.

missrlr

oh hung pheasants, my godfather of sound Lincolnshire farming stock would hang them on the back of the downstairs loo door and invariably when I used the loo and shut the door the blinking bodies would fall off, leaving the heads hanging on the back of the door, which of course when you are seated on the throne is directly in eye sight. I perfected the art of using the door to move them out of the way and squeeeeeeeeeezing through the minutest of gaps between said pheasants the bath (which was behind the door) and the door jam so I could escape. The first time it happened to DS we thought she was being attacked the screaming and hollering that was going on. Of course no one could get in as the pheasants were blocking the door being opened.
I apparently am made of sterner stuff. That and the rabbits waiting to be skinned were introductions to food on our plates.

thenanny2die4

Ooh, check your bug-out bags. They're here... :rotfl:

http://www.newstalkzb.co.nz/auckland/news/nbint/375786331-zombie-warning-scares-us-tv-viewers

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A bath sheep MAR? surely that is a little excessive, most folks use a sponge!!!!!!! GQ you is WICKED girlie, long may it continue!!!!! Cheers Lyn xxx.

boultdj

GreyQueen wrote: »

We'd best limit outselves to softie lowland breeds; I read somewhere that the Welsh mountain ones can jump clean over a 6 foot wall, should they be minded. I've also come bumper-to-snoot with them on the back roads when they lay in the middle of the tarmac taking their ease and giving you a Yeah, wanna make an issue of it? stare.

Come the zombie apocalypse, they'll be moving sharpish and looking nervous, no more scrounging sarnies off the hillwalkers.

I'v had the perishing thing's jump over 1 wall and cross the road doing the stare and climb up a 6 foot dry stone wall. OH had never seen it happen before, so alway's told me it was a tall tail.

short_bird

missrlr wrote: »

oh hung pheasants, my godfather of sound Lincolnshire farming stock would hang them on the back of the downstairs loo door and invariably when I used the loo and shut the door the blinking bodies would fall off, leaving the heads hanging on the back of the door

Isn't that the sign of them being "ready" IYKWIM?:eek:
One year, Dad bought a small (dead) turkey home and I was thoroughly freaked out. I'm such a wuss.:rotfl: