River Nature Tours and Conference Out. Sunday, April 26, 2015. Improvements, both voluntary and compulsory. This past month has, on occasion, felt like one, big butt-kicking. And in my semi-pro world. Well, actually, this year was quite a bit different.

Two weeks on Part 2. The diary of a butcher? Despite the best efforts of the dogs trying to stop me getting round to it I managed to skin and butcher yesterdays Roe Doe. I will now be looking for a 140 grain bullet in this type. Wednesday, 14 March 2018.

Fishing adventure and Spinner designs. Tales, Stories, Other. Tuesday, May 5, 2015. Fish Creek Spinners Walleye rigs. Fish Creek Spinners Web Store Walleye page. Fish Creek Spinners Walleye web page. Propellers and June bug blades - prism eyes - Mustad Slow death spinning crawler hooks.

The personal website of motoring writer Sam Skelton. Do all cats have claws? Further thoughts on the concept of premium.

Free fishing for under 16s. Plenty of old codgers before me have already bemoaned the lack of youngsters coming into the sport of fishing. Kudos too to the Environment Agency for scrapping the rod licence fee for under 16s from April 1.

Worked at my brothers on Friday. We battened out his two external walls so they could be insulated and then plaster boarded. Rather than just fixing them to the wall we levelled them up as well to make a much better job of it. All the battens have plastic behind them to prevent any damp tracking through the wall. Tuesday, 4 August 2015. Tuesday, 21 July 2015. Stud Work At An Office Refit.

Thursday, July 23, 2015. The First Days of Spring. Today, a really nice thank you note arrived from the latest houseguest. I can only hope that as he works through his grief, he can start feeling those first days of spring in his heart. I cried as I read the note, and was so thankful that I listened to that inner prompt that told me to call to see how he was and to extend an invitation to visit. Why do i bother? And the asparagus grew. Not thick enough to really collect, but I gue.

The Many Musings of Molly Printemps. Monday, 3 August 2015. Once upon a time there was a wee Scottish girl,. With long skinny legs and a great big smile. A twin brother she adored, as part of herself,. A bond not shared, by anyone else. A mum and dad who loved her, of that there was no doubt,. And two younger sisters, who made her laugh and shout. Her dolls neatly dressed, she took care of her toys,. She treasured these moments like nobody else. Fluent in French, the best cook by far,.

I brought a jar of preserved lemon from Morocco, spices from middle east and kaffir lime leaves from Asia. 1 chicken cut into 10-12 pieces.