
I got a text off him the other day saying one of the ceiling tiles had fallen down (about 7'' long) and the pigeon problem had worsened, due to them roosting/shitting in plain sight now. So I dusted off the old gats and headed on over.
Fun was had. We got seven, but two slid down the inside of the tiles.

My BSA Superten decided to jam a slug in the barrel and my Weirauch 97K which I have had since around 1992 has certainly lost it's kick! Add to this the fact that I don't really have this in me anymore! I used to shoot (and eat) loads of stuff. Never stopped me killing tonight though, I just actually felt bad - for a bit!


NVM. The cull has begun. We shall return!
Oh aye, animals lovers look away now.
