Bang Bang, I shot it down.....

This weekend I went to a Clay Shoot. first time that I've done it in quite a while, and it was bloody freezing, as one would expect of May in the South West.

I'm not at all used to this clay pidgeon shooting game, and lets be honest I'm not all that au-fait with shotguns generally, at least not the ones with the barrels still intact.

I wasn't really expecting to enjoy it quite as much as I did. I had a go at the Black Powder muzzel loader, it was loud as you like but had a really nice smooth kick due to the slow burning black powder. Still couldn't hit a bastard thing with the thing, and then there is the loading process. Quite amusing on a field in Devon, probably bloody terrifying if you have 500 Zulus waving spears as you try and ram down the wadding with the rod. I also took the remaining 9 shots of the Small's round with a nice little 20 bore, as he didn't like the kick. Scoring 4 hits made me remember that I quite like this shooting business.

The big issue at hand though, was a quick test shot or two of Ing. Berretta's new toy. It's damn clever, has a side loading second cartridge, and is designed by Guigario, the man who drew the Maserati Ghilibi. I want one quite a lot. WANT!!!!!!!

Test Match Special.

If you where a BNP nutbar on the lookout for the absolute undiluted essence of Britishness with which to create a yardstick of what we are all about without their idiotic recourse to examination of your skin colour and the place you accidentally got born, then they could do worse than turn on Radio 4.

Radio 4 is of course marvelous in it's own right, the only intelligent approach to news reporting still available to us Englishmen, and home to such institutions as "Mornington Cresent" and "I'm sorry, I haven't a Clue", and the masterful "Just a Minute", but TMS is the Jewel in the Crown.

Today I was listening to the fourth day of the second test between England and the West Indies, the Windies are trying to avoid the follow on, but the chaps on TMS have decided that the best thing to do at this stage is develop a conversation on the distribution, range and call of the Common Oyster Catcher. They may have heard one earlier, or at least the mention of one, which might actually have been an anecdote about Ian Botham's Father playing cards at Oyston in Jamaica.

Genius.

My Thoughts on MP's expenses.

Tiddly om pom pom.....

Oh yes, MP's expenses he exclaimed.

It's all quite dull isn't it? though really?

Yes yes, the majority of people are all getting rather aerated about the whole thingummy, but is it really that interesting?

Of course, finding out whom has a moat at home, whose husband likes poor quality soft porno, and whose Gardener gets bonuses that would make a City Gent blush is all very well, but it's all rather sordid isn't it? The Daily Telegraph have been through the metaphorical bins, and come up with, well, a load of old rubbish really.

If you are really concerned about waste of Public Money then honestly, Private Eye has been publishing the most disgraceful abuses for quite literally years, and whats a few thousand spent on a vibrating reclining lounge chair when we are about to shell out Billions of pounds on a Missile system that is of absolutely no use to us whatsoever.

So in all honesty, I've tried to be bothered, but there is some particularly stubborn Honey at the bottom of this pot, and I am sure it would be better in my tum, and anyway Test Match Special is on the wireless.