Australian foxes must be a lot slower than uk foxes then because ive had bandogs,bulldogs and bull/greyhounds over the years and the first 2 wouldnt catch a healthy fox all the time they had a hole for an arse and ive seen plenty of bull/greyhounds that couldnt either unless they caught one by surprise.
And sink,at least one window in the side and a couple more bits that i cant think of.My pal hss just converted his vw t5 to a very high standard but was telling me he still cant register it as a full camper which he was hoping to do as hes still restricted to the same speeds that a normal panel van would be and still has to insure it as a modified van
Thats because a lot of lads come out of college and think theyre bricklayers and should be on £200+ a day for running a line.Half of them wouldnt even know how to knock a gauge of muck up properly.I remember years ago having to load out and point up behind the brickies before i was even shown how to lay a brick properly.
I cant see the theory behind a terriermans lurcher doesnt need the speed of a lamping lurcher.If a dog cant catch rabbits or charlies out in the open it aint gunna do a lot better round an earth because bolted stuff runs just as fast.
Wasnt bad as a teenager.All my family on my dads side are big dart players.My dad and both his brothers plus 2 of my cousins have all played or still play super league.uncle and a cousin have played for kent.At one time when i was a kid in our town the singles,doubles,mixed doubles and team champions were all family members.If you looked out of our front room window when i was a kid you could see across the close into my nans kitchen window.It didnt matter what time of night or day you looked across there would be someone walking back and forth past the window.
Reminds me of the days when everyone used to rub vicks and tigerbalm on themselves at raves.One night my pal handed me a pot of tiger balm and told me "rub it on the bottom of your back it'll make you rush like f**k".Rush like f**k to the nearest khazi where i spent the next 6hrs.Everytime i pulled my jeans up i had to drop em and sit down again coz it relaxed me that much it permanently felt like i was gunna shit myself.
Either that or just getting old mate.Doves,calis,New Yorkers,Burgers,mitzis,vw's,rolex's and then you had the capsuals Denis the menaces and rhubarb and custards.
Flatliners were down here long before her death mate they were mental as the next morning youd come to and wouldnt remember anything about the last 12hrs..I was chatting with one of my mates missus from Basildon about the old days and flatliners got mentioned and she had a mad story about them and she'd scored them in Raquels nightclub off noneother than old Mahoney.The pills she died on were green apples.