Hammergun

As long as: 1, The certificate is your personal one and has your name at the top. 2, Either the gun is on your own certificate OR You are borrowing it for less than 72 hours 3, You are aged 15 or over 4, You have permission to shoot on the land

You can do pigeons in a similar way. True, but the meat is tough and tasteless with no hanging.

You are still allowed to shoot an airgun over private land. The main change is no longer being allowed to carry an airgun (even covered) in a public place until aged 17.

If you have your own certificate and you are aged 15, you may use the gun unsupervised on land for which you have permission to shoot on. You may not purchase a shotgun or ammunition until aged 17.

There was a photo in the Shooting Times (I think) a few years back shot with an IR film. It showed a field literally full of rabbits who were unaware of anyone being there (as you dont need any flash).

Then took off the plate, bottom screw and trigger guard, rubbed them down with very fine grade powder so as not to dull the engraving. They were blacked and reassembled.......... (compare with my second post)

Started last month. Aim to finish by the Pheasant season. I rubbed the barrels down with 360 grade emery cloth (very fine) to almost a polish, then took them to the gunsmith. They came back a rich, well figured brown, showing off the Damascus pattern to its best. A little beeswax and linseed oil added to the lustre..................

Eley Hawk Best Pigeon Fibre. 6 1/2 shot, 32 gram £26 per 250

If you were using a 35mm camera, I would suggest trying an Infra Red film. Does your digi camera not have any low light modes?

There's an old saying............. "It takes one to know one!"

Reminds me of that old line (I think it was from Billy Connolly) "I had a Chinese last night" "...She go, did she?"

Damien - try some gunsmiths. They often get worn-out guns handed in for destruction, or ones that have failed proof. A gunsmith I know will deactivate one for you and get a deac cert, and not charge you for the gun, just the cert. Probably cost you about £50. Unless it's got a deactivation certificate or takes obsolete rounds, you need a SG cert

I think that pigeon numbers round here seem to be pretty steady. I have not shot many simply because there has not been any rape where I shoot, but there's plenty flying about. Rabbits, on the other hand, have soared in numbers.

Reminds me last year I was in a town pub and got talking about shooting. A lady there heard us and said that she didn't agree with it. My reply was "All my pheasants are free range right up to the end.............and THAT certainly is NOT" [pointing to a chicken dinner she was eating]

**** em! No Surrender!!

If it is a beechwood stock, then an acrylic spray lacquer would give a good durable finish.

Naaaaa I don't think they'd be too keen on it down the pub! Where U from? Wyoming?

As a matter of interest, what thread forms are you using for it? (i.e. Whitworth, Fine, BA, BSP, Unified, Metric?)

In an old book on Yorkshire Folklore, it described a way that they used to prepare fox flavoured brandy in the 16 and early 1700s. A fox mask was brought to the inn, washed and immersed in the brandy for several hours. The mask was lifted out and then the liquor was poured through it into the tankards (described as having "dripped from Reynard's Tongue"). I have also read accounts of a pie for a festival being made from saddle of fox.

So where did you get to when we were supposed to go to the pub?

This subject has been discussed at great length previously. See below: http://forums.pigeonwatch.co.uk/forums/ind...c=2075&hl=stock http://forums.pigeonwatch.co.uk/forums/ind...p?showtopic=686

The following is an extract from a review in this week's installment of "The Sporting Correspondent" Our intrepid correspondent "Hammergun" was invited to sample the pleasures of the chase in deepest Yorkshire, and has provided us with this interesting account of the day's sport: It came to my attention some weeks ago that a sporting excursion into the depths of the windswept environs of Pontefract was to be held. The visit was to be held at the estate of that renowned sportsman, His Grace the Duke of Pudding, in pursuit of that noble sporting bird, Columba palumbus. Having been otherwise engaged in a different sporting activity on the Saturday, arrangements were undertaken for my arrival early on the Sunday. I arrived at half past eight, as instructed, only to find that His Grace was delayed, supposedly due to the effects of the previous night’s excesses. Arriving some ten minutes late, rather worse for wear, he instructed me to follow him to a very windy spot alongside the carriageway. Later questioning revealed that apparently there had been some altercation with the proprietor of the previous night's lodgings regarding extensive flooding and structural damage caused the previous night by a certain member of the party. I duly laid out the decoys, and things were looking up, as within 10 minutes, a large flock of pigeons descended onto the pattern, and one was taken with each barrel. Shortly afterwards, a dubious looking character wearing what appeared to be a camouflaged gimp mask began some questionable activity in the hedge back, which, much to my relief turned out to be nothing more than the erecting of a hide. A lone pigeon flew into my decoys, and was duly attended to, but the concentration was suddenly interrupted by another character, who after some cursing and mentioning something about stolen birds, disappeared southbound, apparently vowing to return one day for revenge. Beating a hasty retreat from the situation, I returned to my vehicle for refreshment and was greeted by the welcoming sight of a waiting pizza van. Thinking the His Grace had generously arranged the provision of some hot sustenance to offset the effects of the extreme Pontefract climate, I approached, only to find THE SNIPER- a somewhat dapper looking swell, attired in breeks, stockings and brogues - who, after assessing the situation and seeing the somewhat intoxicated condition of the present incumbents decided to retreat to one of his trusted shooting haunts (the location of which, he appeared unwilling to divulge, lest unwelcome attention from marauding ruffians curtail his own shooting interests). Needless to say, I returned to my hide, only to find that the wind had increased to such strength as to blow the netting off the bottom pegs, not to mention upset any decoys which had not been substantially anchored to the ground. I set off in search of some suitable boulders to place at the bottom, and once in place, I waited again with shotgun at the ready. However, perhaps due to the prevailing conditions, or perhaps even more likely due to the repellant effects of the alcoholic vapours emanating from certain other members of the party, further pigeons failed to appear, and with only a special guest appearance of a solitary seagull, presumably returning with a full belly from the local landfill site (otherwise referred to as "Pontefract"), the host suggested that attentions be turned towards a modest cover some mile or so hence. Myself and the other member of the party deposited our vehicles at Pudding Towers, His Grace's ancestral seat, and after a brief journey were set down at a field leading to a bare ash planting, where assurances were made about the inevitable large flocks which passed overhead in the afternoon. However, Columba palumbus failed to put in an appearance, and after a couple of hours, the group mutually agreed to retire to the local ale-house, with our sizeable bag of one-and-half brace each. (Fortunately, the landlord of the establishment did not appear to be present, and therefore no cursing over the previous night’s activities had to be endured.) After some refreshment, I bid my leave and commenced my journey North. :yp: (Seriously YP- It was a fun day, and thanks for arranging it!)

If thats the message, then it will be a virus.

For CD and DVD, I mean Audio CD and Video DVD (i.e. stand alone player) For Edison Cylinder - too slow - try searching "Phonograph"

Why were hares assosciated with witchcraft?