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I was intending to post more about dogs soon and was about to look for a link to news of some poor child having its face eaten off, because of the need for a macho chav symbol by a father/uncle/granny.

The moronic element of our society have obliged ...... here
A dog "originally bred to fight bears and bulls and eat Christians" ( quote from the owner of the first Rottweiler I ever saw back in the early 70s at The Arab Horse Show at Kempton Park).... and it attacks a child.... well fuck me who would have thought it !

UPDATE.
the poor child was lumbered with the name 'Archie-Lee'; my hunch about chav ancestry was right on, yet to hear the age of grandmother who owned the dog, another hunch... 35 years or less

WTF ??

what the fuck has happened to common sense ? 7yr old killed while riding a fucking quad bike on public road was " following father in his range rover"
The girl's 10-year-old brother was not injured in the crash. ( he was also riding a quad bike)

Shark

Manufacturer Quadzilla
Engine Size 100cc 2 stroke Liquid Cooled
Gears Automatic
Seat Height 70 cm
Start Method Electric and Kick
Brakes Drum & Disc
Suspension Adjustable Oil
Exhaust Intermediate Race
Colours Red, Blue, Yellow

More of the " McCann approach to responsible child care."

You stupid stupid irresponsible cunts, as parents you are there to care for your children.... not indulge them, cunts.
That poor little lad having to see his sister killed as a result of his father's stupidity.

The article does not say if the child's parents have been arrested, I hope they are, and serve time; the lad would do better without them.... he is probably more grown-up and sensible.

Dreaming spires,

Sorry, make that minarets instead of spires.....

......and dreaming ?. Not much chance of a kip with all that bloody wailing going on.

Just wait for the flag burning, cries of 'Death To The Infidel Planners' etc from the Religion of Peace.

In mohamedan countries there is complete intolerance of any religion apart from state cult of mohamed worship. Teachers are imprisoned for naming a teddy bear mohamed, bibles are banned and the chance of building a church would be less than zero, and to even suggest the building of a church would put your life in danger.
Our troops out in their heathen countries may not drink any alcohol in deference to the religion of the area, although drinking large amounts of alcohol is part of the culture of these soldiers ( and for some perhaps even a religion in itself ).

In this country we have a culture, built on centuries of custom and religion, calls to prayer are made with bells not bloody shouting and wailing, that's the way it is done.

Like it or lump it. If your religion decrees that musical instruments spoils morality and causes addiction, and you can't use a bell then tough titty, shut the fuck up

("The use of the drum is allowed on the occasion of a wedding, wedding feast (walimah) and both days of Eid. This is concerning the drum which has no tinkle. The drum which has the tinkle is not permitted to be used.Playing of all other instruments is not allowed. Islam prohibits music and therefore music is haram (unlawful).")

I suggest the good councillors of Oxford, set a first in planning law.... the first planning decision of just two words, " fuck off. "

The wedge is being driven ever deeper, it is no longer the thin end of the wedge but the full body of the wedge. Anyone who has split logs with wedges will understand the tactics used by these medieval desert dwellers; open a crack and then bang away inserting extra wedges as the crack widens.
These people have wedged themselves into my culture and are intent on splitting me from my country, my culture and my religion.

If this nonsense of wailing in a language that very few people speak is allowed it will be just one more provocation to the indigenous population ( which of course is as it is intended).

Should this go ahead then I trust that every Jedi Knight living within earshot will broadcast his call to prayer at an equal volume at the same time. Christians of all denominations should play 'Onward Christian Soldiers': if that hymn hasn't been banned by the PC fascists in the cause of 'social cohesion'*


*not upsetting the muslims

Good Ole Gordon !

Good Ole Neville !

Out this morning browsing around some second-hand and antique shops looking for a new picture as a treat to myself to for Christmas. I came across a nice art deco period amateur watercolour of a farm wagon... very nice, I will enjoy looking at that......

Also in the shop was the picture above, with good ole Neville back from Munich . Is there a good artist or photo-shopper out there who could update the image to show our scotch dictator back in triumph from Lisbon ?.... I'm sure he was greeted in a similar manner down his local.

The Picture is priced at £100 and I couldn't afford that, especially as the price is "pre-haggled to save time"; if there are any rich people reading this the picture can be bought from Zen & Co which you will find on Catherine Hill in Frome, Zummerzet. The small shop is well worth a visit if you are passing. Tel 01373 455220

dogs bollocks.

I can't stand dogs;
...... in fact I hate the fucking things. I am a legend in my own lifestyle among those who know me for my contempt of the fucking yappy useless things, that's just the owners, the dogs are worse.... at least the owners don't shit everywhere ( well except for fucking gypos and pikeys they don't.)
I get real pleasure in reading the occasional funny story about dogs, like the fuckers getting run over; running over cliff edges or getting drowned in raging stormy seas along with their doting, but terminally stupid, owners.
This story did amuse me, I imagine the Hun, who likes always to do things efficiently and methodically will take the dog from it's 'temporary camp' ( called 'an animal shelter' would you believe !) ,where it currently fetching newspapers and sticks in the belief that work will make it free: to a 'shower block'. Poor dog, still at least in will be lice free.
I've had dogs myself, nothing really against proper dogs, I mean, plod needs a few to bite criminals, toffs need them to savage small game and estate workers and blind people need one when they are out and about tapping things with their sticks. The dogs I hate with a fucking passion are those carried about by elderly women, or even worse, carried by their fucking hen-pecked husbands. For fuck sake where is their pride ?. to be married to a sad old tart that likes yappy fucking poodles must be embarrassing enough.... but they carry the bloody things for the soppy tart ! in daylight ! where people can see them !. Have they no fucking shame, shells of the men they were formerly, carrying a spiteful lip-curling pampered heap of noise and smell..... fuckin' things.
The worst ones are those fucking Jack Russell things, there's one a couple of houses down from me, fucking thing yapping, yelping, barking and fucking whimpering all day long and some of the night as well. Why it doesn't just sit and lick its knob end like proper dogs do I do not know. It needs the application of a pickaxe handle to teach it some social graces. I expect it lick its bits at night; I imagine if you wanted to poison a dog, the easiest and surest way would be to paint poison on its knob.
You have to respect The Creator though..... intelligent design !..... the dog that has been bred to need a fucking good kicking has been designed exactly for that purpose. Consider the leg length of the Jack Russell, if it were lower to the ground there would be the risk of stubbing your toe in the ground as you kicked the little cunt over the nearest hedge,... if its legs were longer then you would get a bruised shin; but they are designed just right, presenting themselves nicely to the instep as you heft the shitbags a good one in the ribs, or more satisfyingly under its tail and into its well licked gonads.

more later

More than meets the eye.

Many years ago in, 1972 or 1973 , I can't remember exactly but I drove at the time a 2.3 litre, six cylinder Fiat saloon. It was a lovely car to drive and had quite decent road holding, excellent brakes and sufficient power to drive quite rapidly. I was driving one evening from Salisbury westward on the A3089, the weather was fine the car going splendidly and all was well with the world, as I approached the village of Chilmark , I was coming up rapidly behind a slow moving car entering the 30mph zone and had started to brake from, I guess seventy miles an hour, when I realised a car was overtaking me. I hadn't seen anything in my mirror and, given that I know that road like the back of my hand and was driving, ahemm, 'quickly'. I did not expect anyone to overtake especially as the road at that point narrows and dips , you are on a blind brow. As I stood on the brakes I could see this guy in an gunmetal coloured convertible ( possibly an early Aston DB ), his white scarf blowing around his neck . He passed me and the car in front of me in seconds.
As we all went over the brow of the hill I saw a lorry and a bus coming the other way, thought 'Oh bloody hell' and braked all the harder whilst looking for a soft spot, as you do when faced with possible carnage. We all, two cars, a lorry and a bus, skidded to a halt; the sports car nowhere to be seen. We, the drivers, all got out along with a couple of passengers from the bus and, had a bit of a conversation about the disappearance of the car. The lorry driver ( who I knew ) and the bus driver were quite clear that the car did not pass them, I did not see the car pass them, if it had, given the short distance the driver had to get back onto his 'own' side of the road, he would have been travelling sideways. There was nothing; no marks on the road no marks in the bank, no sign at all. To the left of the site of the 'accident that never was' there is a narrow avenue to a large house, a couple of us went down there looking for signs of a car making a lucky escape between the substantial trees,,, but not a thing, not a blade of grass out of place. We all scratched our heads a bit, muttered that was bloody odd, what the hell happened there etc and went about our business.
Many years later my sister was in the Black Dog, just a hundred yards or so west of the incident, and overheard a conversation that related the same thing happening in recent time.

So what happened, a ghost ? driving a car ?....mass hysteria, aliens, time travel, a glitch in time ? it was very real to all of us at the time. There's a lot more to this life than meets the eye,,, and sometimes the things that meet the eye are more than you can understand.

I still scratch my head and wonder whenever I pass that place.

God knows what happened.... but he's not letting me know.

When I was away.... part 1

......I spent some time in London helping No.1 son with some building work, London is not a place I have ever liked, I try not to spend any time there.
I'm a countryman and like trees and fields.... and the English... around me.

I was shocked and stunned by the realisation that we English have lost our country.

Everywhere seemed full of every sort of foreigner, if a white person was spotted chances are that he or she would be gabbling away in some incomprehensible tongue* into a mobile phone. Out here in the sticks we can go hours, days or even months without the urge to phone someone, they do thing differently in N8. Visits to builders merchants or Homebase, IKEA or Wickes were like visiting the United Nations, gangs of feral Poles hanging about waiting their turn to boost the (black) economy. Shop signs in fucking squiggles and foreign fucking scripts, fucking mosques and West Indian Cultural Centres ... for fuck's sake ... culture, like in eating fucking mangoes, getting fat, smoking the herb shooting each other and fucking dancing ?... culture ?
Being sworn at by one of the cycle riding fucking culture filled west indian piccaninny because he confused me with someone who would get out of the way on his fucking pavement; the little cunt - pity he didn't swerve into the road instead of into the wall.

What is this madness ?

Why is our country being given away ?

nicked from pickatrail.com, sorry pickatrail, but it is all in a good cause
( like your style Mr Pickatrail, you have disappeared the fucking jock homeland)

As a child I was told that all the people in the world could stand on the Isle of Wight, little did I think then in my wildest dreams, that a fucking stupid future Nulab government would put the plan into effect. They are using London as a holding area until the fuckers can all be shipped over the Solent. There's fuck all for 'em to do on The Isle of Wight anyway so serve the fuckers right for coming to my country to bollocks up my heritage.
For decades there has been the building over overspill towns to take the population from the overcrowding of the capital, the dozy twats then let more in to fill the fucking hole up again. The latest jolly jape is to persuade us that it is 'efficient' to remove elderly people from their homes that are deemed 'too large' for them and ship them off to the country (the Isle of Wight ?, she didn't say but I'm guessing that's where they are going). The larger houses would then be filled with larger families.... thereby helping to achieve Labour's target of making mohamed the No.1 boy's name in England.
Not content with jamming my country full of aliens, the scotch cunt jets off to Europe and hands the fuckers there the control of whatever is left of England.
I have often wondered about Germany in the thirties and why the Jews did not see things coming; and why, when it became obvious what was coming, they did nothing. Recent events have brought it home to me that I can do nothing; what the fuck can you do as an individual ?... should I stand up on the Wiltshire downs and scream " It is not your country to give away you scotch cunt." I can ( and have) contact my MP and voice my concerns ( and be fed with platitudes) I can blog, I can sign petitions.... and I can be ignored by the bastards in power.
Yesterday a copy of the Magna Carta was bought by by an American, The document was to take the power from the leader, the King, and return it in some measure to the people, our 'Nulab King' ignored the people entirely, donned the crown and gave our country away, the scotch fucker, may he rot in hell ( or be sent back to his own country and have fucking bagpipes played at him 24hours a day, which is close enough to hell without actually being dead..)
American readers tend to think of the 'British' as one nation and people..... oh no they are not. The scotch have hated the English for centuries and have more often been allied to our other enemy the french than to the English. The English resent having a foreign Prime Minister...... American reader, imagine if you like, a Canadian President telling you what to do, a Canadian who speaks an irritating accent ( does a Canadian accent grate on the ear or a resident of the USA as a scotch accent grates on my ear ?.... make it a french Canadian then. ) I imagine, American reader, that you would be inclined to say fuck off back to your own little country; which is how we feel.**

to be continued....



*That Kunt Ken states that Londoners speak over 300 languages; fuck off Ken, Londoners speak English, albeit badly, like fucking Jamie Oliver, people living in London may speak other languages.... Londoners do not.
**Let me make it clear that I am in no way implying that the Canadians have such a scotch sized chip on their shoulder, I could perhaps used Mexico as an example.... or Cuba.

Carbon footprint

The Brown Broadcasting Corporation have taken the 'Global Warming' thing to their nulab hearts and are forever banging on about the evils of air travel, carbon footprints and suchlike.

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Now I will bet 'a penny to a pinch of shit', as old Wiltshire chaps would say, that not a peep will be said of the carbon footprint of 2 million plus mohammedans jetting off to Mecca on a Hajj, to worship a stone and throw stones at the devil.

ps.

What is it with them and stone throwing ?

The Incomparable Polish Plumber

This is a rant taken from the comment section of Guido's Blog.
I suspect that Stanislav is not Stanislav, not young not Polish nor yet a plumber..... but he does write well !

for your enjoyment.... credit to Stanislav and Guido

"stanislav, a young polish plumber said...

Stanislaw get pull over in van from Old Bill. Is drive down road listen to last night of English proms cd and wave arms around to conduct invisible orchestra in God Save fucking Queen. Fuck me, is blue lights flash and get pull over like had home sec Big Jacqui Snotbun up in cab. Anyway Old Bill see is Stanislav, friendly and cheap plumber off Internet, accept fifty quid bribe for coppers Christmas fund, and send on way on urgent plumbing mission. And next song is Rule Britannia, Britons never never never shall be slave. Up until today and Lisbon Concordat. Is very sad day for Anglophile. Rule Britannia, Britannia rule wave, Briton never never never shall be slave. Stand-up alone to Nazi bastard when French army and everybody else (apart from good Poles) bend over and say, yes please Hermann, stick Luger up my arse please, ooh, yes please, surrender ? Not half.

Over here is eat spam and powder egg and melt down frying pan to make hand grenade and spitfire, fight on beach and kick arse off landing ground, go in bed and get blow-up in fucking blitz from Luftwaffe, go down on knees to fucking Nazi US Congress for few rusty old destroyers, fight on alone and hungry and in France frogs all collaborateur and say, oh yes Mr Himmler, I know where is fucking jew bastard and help SS men round up and beat and send off to death camp, vive la Belle France, eh, mes amis. And in Holland is same, Oh yes Mr SS is some nasty jew children hide over here, come and find and send away from la Belle France. And oh yes Mr speer use these slave labourers and not make waves, is only filthy slavs and fucking jew and thieving gippo, not real human. In Italy oily spaghetti chompers is run away from own shadow and hide in Momma skirts, surrender first time someone shout Boo!. And fucking Pope Nazi Twelfth join in Jew round-up, too, Dominus Vobiscum. Well they-ah kill-ah the-ah Christ, eh, say-ah so inna Holy Bible. Now we are all unite in One Great Brotherhood belong to Global Banking Corporation. Independence of great British nation go down shithole. In my country is Molotov cocktail time for government of thieving treacherous cunts like this, spit on heroes, spit on history, shit in face of decent citizen.

And on top of that read in Trannygraph that BBC researchers (ie rent boys and scrubbers on make) is ring around like fuck to find republican to speak ill of Good Queen Brenda on night of her unfortunate death. Even diehard republican like David Hare, famous communist playwright, say go off and fuck yourselves, this is shit, even by dismal pisspoor BBC standard. Stanislav is right bolshy bastard and republican as fuck but this BBC is work of fucking Devil.



Not Brenda’s fault is born Queen, very idea of slag off on night of death is fucking repellent to anyone with hole in arse. BBC should go in Tower of fucking London and DG Nancy Thompson hang up by neck off lamp post and feed poxed-up body to dogs. Fuck me, give country to Eurocunts like Prodi and Mandelstein and Blair and rehearse post mortem slander of old lady. All on same day. With what rapture must they congratulate themselves tonight. A whole neo-Nazi continent delivered and not a shot fired."

A classic post..... wish I could write like that.

Is the Pope a ....

Climate Change Denier ???

In this Nulab world, where global warming believers are a cult, he will probably be accused of blasphemy.

It is not often that I agree with the Pope, at last he is coming around to my way of thinking.

Racism.

Some time ago there was a great kerfuffle/ flag burning etc in India because of 'racist' comments made by that slapper Jade Goody. I posted a bit about this and the caste system in India at the time.

Tonight I watched part of a Channel 4 programme "Unreported World".

India: The Broken People

..... and then wished I hadn't.

Fuck me, talk about racism ! The next time a darkie of the Indian persuasion complains racism from the English.... tell him or her to fuck right off.

Nothing anyone has done in this country to Indians could be as degrading and disgusting as the treatment they mete out to these unfortunates; the programme contains film of a father catching rats for his children to eat, and the children eating them half raw.

Disgusting treatment of humans from a disgusting race of racists.

Does anyone think they leave their disgusting culture and racist views behind when they leave their shit filled country to come here ?

Please have a look here

Back again !

Well the few days off from blogging got a little extended, things to do and places to go..... computers with a death wish. Thank you for your concern and comments.

I have some catching up to do.





Many bloggers are calling for Liebour politicians to be strung up from lamp posts.
There is a problem; modern lamp posts are ill-designed for such a use. The old cast iron lamp posts were designed for use with gas lamps and the cross bars were provided to rest a ladder against for lighting or servicing the lamp.... along with the subsidiary use of attaching a hempen rope.
Is there a rich donor out there who could stump up £350 incl vat per post ?

We can do without the lamp @ £250

Or perhaps Bygones Architectural Reclamation (Canterbury) Ltd. will rent out a few, we wouldn't need them for long.