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@rubyred wrote:
@jen_jen wrote:
@rubyred wrote:
HAD them both,, one rainy night In feathers caravan park in Whitly Bay !
Well that’s just plain greedy!
oh no sorry it was frank and eck I had.. got consused in my own lust there!
I did the same and then found out it was only the Chuckle Brothers.
And I never even smiled once before or after !
Nope I just laid there on top thinking of England . . . . . . . . . then Scotland then Northern Ireland then Wales.Wales was definitely last, or at least a close tie with Maggie Thatcher.
I’d take my unconnected laptop and stare at the dark screen wistfully, wondering if ‘Cesc’ and ‘Barcelona’ could ever be mentioned in different sentences.
Then I’d shag Dec.
(or Ant I get confused easily. Any way whichever one it is …he’s a dream xx )
revivalists
@prettypink wrote:
@(f)politics? wrote:
@Rosepetal wrote:
@genie_in_a_butthole wrote:
According to their stats page they are averaging 148 posts a day, which is about 125 a day more than here.
Great! If anyone reads them of course :lol:
i do!!!! [-X
lol well that killed half hour :lol:
it took you 30 minutes ?
plus the time to type out and post a reply . . . . .
:D
@toybulldog wrote:
staff at the Trust still had high hopes for him joining their flying demonstration team.
damn that’s all I ever wanted.
to be just a tiny cog in the world-famous Tawny Owl demofingy team.Damn it all
X
garethToy, a tawny owl, has ‘forgotten’ how to be a bird after being hand reared since he was only a few weeks old.
Now experts are trying to encourage him to find his wings.
Ashley Smith, chief executive of the Hawk Conservancy Trust said: “It’s extremely rare but he’s simply scared of heights.
“He’s been in captivity for as long as he can remember and has never been higher than his handler can lift him.
“Now we’re working on letting Toy realise he’s a bird, and that he should be flying as high as he wants.”
Toy was brought to the Trust’s specialist bird of prey hospital in Andover, Hants, last May after being discovered by a dog walker.
He had fallen from his nest and was reared at home by the passer-by who found him for six weeks before taking him to the Trust, by which time he was too tame to be released into the wild.
While Toy was unable to return home, staff at the Trust still had high hopes for him joining their flying demonstration team.
But unlike other owls who fly up to the tree branches, they soon realised Toy would fly no higher than his handler, Gareth Tonen, 25.
Staff at the centre thought Toy’s low flying was down to new surroundings or a lack of confidence.
It became apparent Toy wouldn’t fly any higher than his 5ft 10in “comfort zone” – the exact height of Mr Tonen.
His handler has taken to climbing trees with the owl to help him see the world from an owl’s perspective and become more ambitious when it comes to heights.
So far it’s been slow progress, as Toy has to be carried down, as he refuses to fly.
Miss Smith added: “He sees himself as more of a human than an owl, he doesn’t know how to sit in trees or hunt… he sees everything from human eye level.
“He does not see the point in sitting in a tree unless Gareth is in the tree, and Gareth has to almost act like an owl, to get Toy to behave like one.”
“I don’t think he even knows he’s an owl – he thinks he’s a Gareth.”
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More fascinating, pointless diversions from the issue at hand.
If any of you can balance on a bar of chocolate (5 letters beginning with T)……………….then please stay on topic.I want to hear from those balancing on top of Beachy Head on a stormy night with a ghetto-blaster in one hand and some rude gesticulation towards Poisedon on the other.
And not be witness to the latest coven meeting of failed chat guides and sacked forum hosts.
Thank you x
she knows
We came the long way
And I thought you knew
It was the long way
My darling I thought you knew
We came the long way
So don’t break my heart yeah
Don-cha
We been through the desert
Where no water flows
We’ve walked streets and highways
Where kung fu is afraid to go
It was the long way
So don-cha
Don-cha
I’m not gonna tell you off baby
Cos I told you so much you know
So don-cha
(It’s because I still need your warm and tender touch excuse me without ya darling)
So don-cha
We’ve been on the mountains
And I thought you knew
We’ve been through the valleys
Where the green herbs grow
(Oh darling)
It was the long way
So don’t break my heart yeah darling
Ah-don-cha
Ah-don-cha-cha
a-cha-cha
Cha
Cha
A-cha-cha
And I’m gonna take you by the river
Gonna take you down by the riverside
And I’m gonna make you my little bride
And I’m always gonna give you my affection
Like when we’re down by the riverside
And I’ve got you by my side
Maybe I could tell you about the good things
Brand new things . . . . . .
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think that’s the raison d’etre
If you don’t fancy it then prepare to accept straw from matron in the care home.
That’s what it all boils down to.
Nope, only when you arrive . . . . .
