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I go out on the marsh shoot a fat goose a fat duck and a fat pheasant, antis come out with the intention of spoiling my fun so I shoot them as well :D

 

up in court the judge is a shooting man and says it was self defence and fully justified, keep up the good work pavman we need more people like you protecting our glorious sport and I receive a knighthood for services rendered,

 

You did say fantasy :D

 

pavman

My ideal day would be to hear that Tony Blair and Gordon Brown turned out to be the antis that went to mess with Pavman. George Bush and Peter Mandelson joining in would put the icing on the cake.

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My ideal day would be me and pops and all my friends(no there are more that 2 of them...) having a nice walked up day on a crisp frosty scottish morning with plenty of sloe gin,sloe vodka, cherry brandy........Back to the Log cabin with roaring fire on for some venison in a blackberry & red wine sauce.....mmmm.

 

As you can see the shooting is the not the most important thing in the world....its the 3rd after drink and Sex!!

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Something that really humilliates LB, like getting him sh!tfaced and renewing his vows :devil:

 

Oh and to make it viable for the comp, go out eairly morning looking for fallow. Cold winters day, frost, spiders webs, sun rise over the valley, blah blah blah, bang nice buck and home in time for breaky.

 

 

I cannot be humiliated Red, as your parents will tell you, should you be brave enough to ask ;)

 

And your perfect day is a very poor showing amongst the others submitted here.

 

 

 

 

LB :huh:

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LB

 

When I was offshore (do I sound like an old ***) I stopped a painter who was just about to start a massive wind wall with grey paint, I said blimey mate you have about a week of that ****e to go must do your head in...he said best job on the rig mate I think my own little thoughts and time flies,

 

I said like what, he said well just before you stopped me Kylie had been watching me and said I was making a smashing job of it but that she felt all horny and could I put down my brush and join her for a few giggles, she had all the gear on suzzies, g string the works, I was getting down to it and her sister Dannie was just about to join us for a three sum and we got interrupted…..

 

I said what by, he said some fat **** in red coveralls asking me about my job now **** of and let me get back to it

 

His perfect day I suspect, not bad by me either :devil:

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Well LB, I have been pondering on this for a while and I think I have sussed my perfect day.

 

Only problem is I need a bit of specialist kit, which to my knowledge don't exist yet.

 

Any day spent in my hide is always perfect, pigeons or no pigeons. Now on those days when there aint much flying, there is a strong temptation (especially at my age) to gently nod off in my chair. When I wake up with that jolt of 'where the hell am I', I look up and shed loads of pigeons all flying away etc. I am sure you know the feeling.

 

So my solution would be a clever battery driven camera clipped onto one of my hide poles, hooked up to some gizmo that rings a little bell whenever a pigeon comes within 60 yards.

 

Result - during a little nap - Ding-a-Ling-a-Ling - wake up - think Bell = Pigeon - Mount - Bang - Feathers fluttering down - Perfect.

 

Maybe I should invent it myself :lol:

 

WF

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Well LB, I have been pondering on this for a while and I think I have sussed my perfect day.

 

Only problem is I need a bit of specialist kit, which to my knowledge don't exist yet.

 

Any day spent in my hide is always perfect, pigeons or no pigeons. Now on those days when there aint much flying, there is a strong temptation (especially at my age) to gently nod off in my chair. When I wake up with that jolt of 'where the hell am I', I look up and shed loads of pigeons all flying away etc. I am sure you know the feeling.

 

So my solution would be a clever battery driven camera clipped onto one of my hide poles, hooked up to some gizmo that rings a little bell whenever a pigeon comes within 60 yards.

 

Result - during a little nap - Ding-a-Ling-a-Ling - wake up - think Bell = Pigeon - Mount - Bang - Feathers fluttering down - Perfect.

 

Maybe I should invent it myself :lol:

 

WF

I have been known to nod off myself WF. Call me when you have the device working correctley as I will be your first investor :lol:

 

 

 

 

LB

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I'd wake up without the dog licking my face..hopefully beside a handsome man who'd cook me brekkie in bed and give me a back massage. (that wasnt sexual at all LB :lol: ) :*)

 

Then, he'd carry me downstairs, help me into my wellies, wax jacket, wax trousers and hat, then take me outside and show me the brand new Land Rover Defender 90 TDi (black with lotsy checkerplate and a piccie of the stones tongue on the spare wheel cover) outside,and hand me the keys. We'd load up the shotguns, ferrets, lurcher, terrier and harris hawks and jump in to go get it nice a muddy. (listening to the rolling stones on the CD player. Obviously!)

 

We'd pull up outside a beautiful stately home, complete with wisteria growing up the outside of it, where we'd be met by a group of hunting/shooting friends and have a good chat about where would be best to go that day. After lots of laughter and teasing, we'd get back in the lannie and head off.

 

Off roading through woodland, down bridalways, thru lots of water to make it woosh over us, we'd arrive at a suitable spot and unload. We'd then spend the day ferreting and hawking, not really catching too much, but having fun. We'd stop for a picnic, and taking the break to watch the wonderful countryside that we're so blessed with. After a long day, we'd pack up and head back to the big house. I'd go upstairs and lay down on the four poster bed, shut my eyes and drift of into dream land.

 

*sigh*

 

:lol:

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