Discussion in 'UK politics, current affairs and news' started by MadeInBedlam, Feb 9, 2018.
Or a hippo.
You do need swimming pool
something foul no doubt
Ah yeah... that... hmmm
Running with the Beagles.
Like hunting, but for council people.
There was a beagle on the bed I was born on. How posh does that make me?
Depends on whether it was on your bed, or you were on its bed...
It was my mum’s bed, before the evening started I of course had no bed as I did not exist. And the dog had no bed of her own cos we weren’t posh enough. And she preferred a human bed, hence why the intransigent fucker refused to move during the birthing event. And I’m told she did help with the clean up *bork*
It's rather fun to watch. You can rent ponies. You get a handicap and play in a team where the handicap is balanced so you get weaker players with stronger ones. You don't need to be rich. I even know of a postman who plays.
I fear that that last little detail does detract somewhat from the idilic scene of the hound snoring and farting while all around it is excitement and frenetic panic...
Actually, it's fucking hoaching.
My university has/had a polo club. They went to much posher pubs than the climbing club did.
At least the beagle wasn’t smoking around the newborn, the mother and midwife were. Ah, the 70’s...
According to Wikipedia its "the hunting mainly of hares, but also rabbits, but definitely not foxes by beagles by scent"
and "In the UK and Ireland, the traditional quarry of beagle packs has been the hare. The [Hunting] Act bans the hunting of most wild mammals (including hares) with certain exemptions, which include the retrieval of hares that have been shot." "Following the 2004 Hunting Act, packs of beagles, bassets and harriers have switched to hunting artificial (rabbit or hare scent) pre-laid trails, hunting rabbits, flushing hares to guns or birds of prey or retrieval of injured hares following hare shoots (the latter three are legal under exemptions within the Act)."
There's a swanky bar/restaurant near where I work called The Ned. No one at work gets why it makes me laugh, apart from one colleague who's from West Lothian.
You people need to check your PFWC privilege tbf
Public school fucks you up
Yes you are
How much does it cost to rent a pony?
And sharpened toenails
a friend of mine used to refer to "3 collar men", a play on the american "3 letter man" (varsity in 3 sports). because there were in fact undergrads in the 70s who wore not just 2 but 3 popped collars.
The chap who cuts one's floppy fringe in the hair salon
Fortunately the local authority provides such things - we used to do it in Shirehampton Baths with the scouts.
The Royal Agricultural College at Cirencester runs a beagle pack, sabbed it a few times back in the day. Terriermen or whatever their equivalent is are fit fuckers, miles and miles over claggy ploughed fields.
You misheard, he's not a postman he's a royal male.
You'd need four. The cost depends on the club and the pony. I don't know current prices. I've not been to polo for about ten years.
There's a beagle pack at Sandhurst - the Officer Cadets who have poor fitness are 'encouraged' to take it up as their sport as it has a miraculous effect.
They go from being the wheezing fat boy at the back to being racing snakes in a term - it's lots of fun actually...
Should send them out sabbing instead, same fitness regime plus added situational awareness and chance of some mostly unarmed combat.
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