Well 'ard ones...
The dead rat sketch
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Well 'ard ones...
Andy in Germany
Guru
- Location
- Rottenburg am Neckar
At the city farm, we had lots of rats which were dealt with using poison carefully laid in traps. The trouble was disposal. We had a set of old wood stoves outside that the children used, and normally a colleague would stoke one up nice and hot and pop the recently diceased in while no-one was looking.
Then in winter we had thre days of ocontinual rain. Nothing would burn in the outdoor ovens and the fire pit was a lake. My colleague came in saying he'd caught a rat and could we burn the remains. I stoked the fire up to inferno levels and waited.
Five minutes later he came in holding a pole, on the end of which was the Mother Of All Rats: it was almost the size of the farm cat. He could barely get it through the door of the oven. Having done this he announced that he's 'found another one' and would bring that as soon as #1 rat was burned.
Five minutes later he reappeared sans rat with an apologetic look and five children in tow. We asked what they wanted and they said they were 'having a funeral for the rat' and wanted me to help making a grave marker...
After the 'funeral' (which involved my colleague digging a hole in the wet earth, dropping ratty in and filling the hole again before it became a pond) my colleague told me what had happened: apparently he was just coming towards the workshop with rat #2 when he met all five children coming out who wanted to know if the rat was 'ill'. He explained that he'd 'found' it (true, just outside a trap full of rat poison) and wanted to deal with the remains at which point the children decided it was terribly sad and Ratty would have a full funeral with procession...
Then in winter we had thre days of ocontinual rain. Nothing would burn in the outdoor ovens and the fire pit was a lake. My colleague came in saying he'd caught a rat and could we burn the remains. I stoked the fire up to inferno levels and waited.
Five minutes later he came in holding a pole, on the end of which was the Mother Of All Rats: it was almost the size of the farm cat. He could barely get it through the door of the oven. Having done this he announced that he's 'found another one' and would bring that as soon as #1 rat was burned.
Five minutes later he reappeared sans rat with an apologetic look and five children in tow. We asked what they wanted and they said they were 'having a funeral for the rat' and wanted me to help making a grave marker...
After the 'funeral' (which involved my colleague digging a hole in the wet earth, dropping ratty in and filling the hole again before it became a pond) my colleague told me what had happened: apparently he was just coming towards the workshop with rat #2 when he met all five children coming out who wanted to know if the rat was 'ill'. He explained that he'd 'found' it (true, just outside a trap full of rat poison) and wanted to deal with the remains at which point the children decided it was terribly sad and Ratty would have a full funeral with procession...
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