sprats in st pete's at the weekend, whatever next,
wee shoal of the little buggers, well and truly lost, the kittiwakes were having a field day, informed my 'other wife' (well we argue all the time and don't have sex!) of their presence, might have hinted that I'd seen a bottle of cider drift past as well, so with daring do, he sets off in the (unofficial) tender to pansy (and every other boat in the marina) with a home made wooden shovel as an oar, think the plan was to go in stealth mode, sneak up on the little fellas and bray them on the head then shovel them aboard
paddling faster than a man in weardale who thought he'd heard banjos playing:
not sure wether this is just a display of manly physique or an attempt to keep his trews up
caught nowt, but at least he got out
wee shoal of the little buggers, well and truly lost, the kittiwakes were having a field day, informed my 'other wife' (well we argue all the time and don't have sex!) of their presence, might have hinted that I'd seen a bottle of cider drift past as well, so with daring do, he sets off in the (unofficial) tender to pansy (and every other boat in the marina) with a home made wooden shovel as an oar, think the plan was to go in stealth mode, sneak up on the little fellas and bray them on the head then shovel them aboard
paddling faster than a man in weardale who thought he'd heard banjos playing:
not sure wether this is just a display of manly physique or an attempt to keep his trews up
caught nowt, but at least he got out
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