Discussion in 'General Cycling Discussions' started by Gravity Aided, 31 Mar 2019.
Where's the gravy? Fried squarl needs gravy, some corn bread, and some greens.
I am aware of the statistical anomaly caused by the fact that dead badgers do not move, but in over 25 years of driving I have seen a grand total of 1 live badger crossing a road but I have seen literally hundreds of dead ones. It does not seem reasonable to me to think that all the dead ones have been run over. I do, however, know someone who hit a badger with his car, which caused a fair amount of damage. Sadly there was a dead body discovered nearby a few days later, and his car was reported as being in the area (it was quite rural, so not that busy) When the police came around to eliminate him from their enquiries they noticed the damage to the front of the car, which he explained was a result of hitting a badger. "When did that happen then, sir?" they asked. "On the night of the murder" he replied, immediately regretting his choice of words. (He didn't do it)
Beans are good with fried squarl, the haddock, cod, fried chicken, and an inch thick elk steak. In place of gravy on the fried squarl, try honey, as well.
I met a LB one night in a park In Hastings. It ran alongside my bike about 1m away from me, for the whole length of the park then veered off into a small wood.
I forgot that I have actually seen TWO LBs. The first in the woods as reported. The second, momentarily on a FNRttC. It scuttled across the road right in front of us, causing lots of braking and evasive manoeuvres.
I've seen lots of live badgers, there was a sett in the paddock of the cottage I lived in on the farm when I was younger, had a couple running alongside the bike by the salt works in Northwich on a DIY 400 audax a few years ago. The last one I saw was last September whilst on holiday on the lizard peninsula, the little sod woke me up by emptying the neighbour's bin.
We really do have a bad rep don't we.
Murderous b*st*rds one and all.
Sure wildlife can be a pita at times, and threaten our livelihoods, but we don't spend our whole lives going on massive killing sprees - and then driving miles about the place to dump bodies.
Too many folks watching too many murder shows I reckon.
Yup definitely needs some greens.
Purple sprouting broccoli with that I reckon
Not one and all, but as with cyclists, motorists and any section of society there's always the bad apples.
Exhibit 1) A former colleague and young farming activist who turned up to give me a lift to work with the back of his van stinking because he'd gralloched and quartered a snared deer in the back the night before because it was persisting it down.
I'm not out to paint farmers in a bad light, I loved my years on the farm and met a huge number of caring committed folk but, yes, I've also met a few cruel murderous b*st*rds
the viscera of a dead deer
disembowel (a deer that has been shot).
You learn something every day.
Cruel murderous bastards are everywhere, though. Except the Isle of Sodor.
You want to read the books again.
I think I liked the narrator first time around.
Teddy Roosevelt had a badger for a pet. In the White House.
Not the badger, in the frame above.
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