Never stalk deer without half a dozen beaters, two loaders and a brace of Hardys. This golden Tuscan rule, melding the noble sports in much the same way as Heston might fuse the best German and Scottish cuisine at the Fat Duck, ensures he never fails to get his stag, or at the very least substantially pepper a harmless river-dwelling ghillie or blind a fawn with a Wooly Bugger.
Heston ought to invent a MacNab terrine with all three elements in it, a bit like a battenburg cake, perhaps. It would taste foul, but that wouldn't stop him.
"If you will not fight for the right when you can easily win without bloodshed, if you will not fight when your victory will be sure and not so costly, you may come to the moment when you will have to fight with all the odds against you and only a precarious chance for survival. There may be a worse case. You may have to fight when there is no chance of victory, because it is better to perish than to live as slaves".
Too True
"That such an unnecessary and irrational project as building a European superstate was ever embarked upon will seem in future years to be perhaps the greatest folly of the modern era.”
"We are a nation with a government, not the other way round".
Reagan, inaugural speech, Jan 20 1981
(Interim) Last Word on the Subject
Stated briefly, I will simply try to clarify what the debate over climate change is really about. It most certainly is not about whether climate is changing: it always is. It is not about whether CO2 is increasing: it clearly is. It is not about whether the increase in CO2, by itself, will lead to some warming: it should. The debate is simply over the matter of how much warming the increase in CO2 can lead to, and the connection of such warming to the innumerable claimed catastrophes. The evidence is that the increase in CO2 will lead to very little warming, and that the connection of this minimal warming (or even significant warming) to the purported catastrophes is also minimal. The arguments on which the catastrophic claims are made are extremely weak – and commonly acknowledged as such. They are sometimes overtly dishonest.
Prof Richard Lindzen, Alfred P. Sloan professor of meteorology at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. Atmospheric Brainbox of the World
11 comments:
A tasteful shot. Was the dog already locked in place before the timorous beastie was brought down in a hail of lead?
Clearly a Zanulab canine.
I think not, Tuscan. Just an opportunist dog, being frightfully brave once the beast was dead.
There might have been a "hail of lead" when you went stalking in your tartan breeks, but for the rest of us, one shot almost always suffices.
I hadn't realised that Mutley was gay until I saw this photo...
Never stalk deer without half a dozen beaters, two loaders and a brace of Hardys. This golden Tuscan rule, melding the noble sports in much the same way as Heston might fuse the best German and Scottish cuisine at the Fat Duck, ensures he never fails to get his stag, or at the very least substantially pepper a harmless river-dwelling ghillie or blind a fawn with a Wooly Bugger.
The Tuscan was obviously hoping for a MacNab.
Heston ought to invent a MacNab terrine with all three elements in it, a bit like a battenburg cake, perhaps. It would taste foul, but that wouldn't stop him.
Ha ha! ( TT has photoshopped Woody out of the trophy pic on his blog...)
Hey a fucks a fuck
You cant blame the poor dog.
Here's my theory.
You know when your sibling would pinch your pudding if you didn't gob all over it ?
Well this pup saw all that meat and thought he'd claim it for himself.
He fancied a bit of rump to start.
BTW Beast "A fuck's a fuck."
This photo is wrong on about four levels that I can see:
- gay
- cross species
- beastial
- necrophile ...
Yeah - whaddaheck, a fuck's a fuck.
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