I love the sound of breaking glass

[hirez]

More wandering this weekend. Friday's adventures are already documented. Saturday involved another beetle down into the centre of Bristol, where I engaged in commerce-style transactions with a number of tradespersons. Oh, and guzzled some of mr_tails' ice-cream, which was startingly good. And bumped into Cheltenhamites ditto. Observe, if you care to, the near-normality of such occurances. Almost... Boring. Good.

Sunday. Steamed up the A48 to Purton (oddly there's a Purton on the opposide bank of the Severn) which was the western end of where the Severn railway bridge landed. There's little to be seen, and access (without some enterprising trespass) more than a little difficult. Though you can see the remains of the bridge on the far bank.

After that: Misbehaviour. I have long been offended by nasty crockery, Staffordshire Uglyware and various Objets d'arse. Thus I asked Pat to collect a fiver's worth that were going to be thrown out of the charity shop as too terrible even for their punters and, armed with a .22 air-rifle confiscated from a poacher some years ago, had some revenge. It was really quite theraputic. Much respect due to aoakley for putting up with my wilfully destructive tendencies and gleeful cackling as each dreadful piece met flying leaden death.

I'll be doing that again. Oh yes.

[ Rest of pictures here as usual. ]

[ Further: (No-one ever reads these once they've fallen off the end of their F-L, do they?) aoakley's version of events and a quite splendid picture. White or black hunter? You decide...

Comments

[sheepthief.livejournal.com]

"Bring me the severed head of 'Rosy-cheecked Boy on Potty'".

[hirez.livejournal.com]

I've got the remains of 'bizarrely round-eyed and tearful kittens peering out of wicker basket'.

Well, I say 'got'. I mean 'you'll have to go around to Andi exTory's and grovel in his wheeliebin...'

[sheepthief.livejournal.com]

Given your skills at construction I'm surprised (and a not a little disappointed) that you've not welded up some sort of tearful armoured kittens in gas-turbine equipped basket-'o'-death affair.

[hirez.livejournal.com]

Give the tat a sporting chance, you mean? I did at one stage construct a turreted pillbox for the gormless china dog from the remains of a 70s-beige-cylindrical soup-cup and the remains of a twee bandstand. It did not last long under the concerted fire from the righteously angry.

Though the idea of constructing steam-powered armoured tat-chariots that could dart hither and yon through the garden has some appeal.

There's always the Crockery Disintegration Chamber to be built: Fit armoured glass door to 'front' of large propane cylinder. Affix mechanism for firing amount of ball-bearings to top of cylinder. Place crockery in bottom of cylinder. Insert ball-bearings at appropriately entertaining velocity. Repeat.

[sarah-mum.livejournal.com]

I'm all for a non-violent appraoch to life, but when you next do this - put me down for a go!

[hirez.livejournal.com]

Absolutely.

Though of course it's Andi's garden, so of there's to be some kind of 'International pro-celebrity mechanised tat graveyard' experience, it's probably going to be only polite to ask him first, or have it somewhere easier to sweep up afterwards.

I have to say I rather like the idea of it all getting a little more Survival Research Laboratories. It would be terribly home-counties...

[ex-halja931.livejournal.com]

Heh. :)

Hi Mel! Long time no write ... I hope you are doing well.

Cheers,

-Jen