Here we are ..
Aunty had a secret love, it certainly wasn't guns,
A closet love consumed him, aunty's love was bums,
Bums he's had a plenty, Lands-end to John-O'Groats,
He's never had a better bunch of bums .
........than those he calls the 'Oaks'
arf! arf! arf! arf! arf! arf! arf! arf! arf! ...
. . . . . . . . . .
......and we all know what Hobbits get up to.
Truttemer Tir Club
Liberté, Égalité, Fraternité
If that is are plight.it will always be in site. We never give up the fight.oakies say it will be alright on the night. As long as the sights are zeroed right.
THE OAKIES
cant wait till sunday. weather looks good.
Well after my expensive trip to the vets with Storm
I have walked all week,and eaten very little (what a wonderful holiday I'm having) and saved enough money for fuel and entry for Sunday,Storms is on light duties with his bad leg, no running allowed The cars on charge as the alternator doesn't work and the ends dropped of the exhaust.
"Ah what a wonderful life" see you all Sunday.