That guy that just learned to ride?

I bet there was a child playing a banjo outside the MOT place in
question.

 

Were you there?

Apparently they were enthusiastic about what a nice MonsterTruck^w
Hilux it was.

I'm not helping, am I.

 

No, but I've seen that John Boorman documentary about the kayaking trip
you did down the Avon.

 

Eh?

That wasn't me. That was some bunch of townies and one of the fuckers
shot my brother/father with an arrow!

 

On Tue, 19 Apr 2011 08:19:02 +0000 (UTC), "SIRPip"

That, or The Straight brothers.

 

Nice.

 

Er... none.

That ended when I painted and tiled my kitchen maybe three or four
years ago.

 

Damn. You might be right.

I find it hard to remember such trivial details.

Suppose I ought to fix that one day... but when the weather's nice and
I've got a pick up and dirt bikes...

Plus deer to gut, skin and joint.

And the wittling on the porch doesn't just do itself either you know.

 

So inbred he's his own heir.