MikeC
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- Apr 27, 2018
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- Michael
Too true mate, sliding through the fresh mown grass like a true assasin, monocle magnifying glass over one eye, tounge out tasting the trail - nearly fell for their ambush, a double back and come up behind the naked lady ornament to slime me, but did a jungle roll, or was it a Swiss roll. Now strutting my stuff up the high street with their scalps on my jungle belt, old wrinklies fainting in shop doorways and David Bowie 'Golden Years' on the earplugs.... Next week I am off to the compost heap on a snail safari....Mike, somehow I have a perfect picture of you in my mind. All dressed up in your Cammo Jammy's with a set of NODs on your head and armed with a double barreled salt shaker bucket sneaking around in the garden just before midnight!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!