opinions please

[tatsblisters 10,411]

On ‎14‎/‎05‎/‎2018 at 21:10, Night Walker said:

The great game, inspiring book and well written. Makes you wish you where out with them. Well worth a read

Pity more books like this are not wrote of a bygone era when every pit village and other large working class areas had caractures like Harold Wyman.

[Guest vin]

6 hours ago, tatsblisters said:

Pity more books like this are not wrote of a bygone era when every pit village and other large working class areas had caractures like Harold Wyman.

you could make a start with all your tales of the good old days matey... younguns these days have never lived.

[tatsblisters 10,411]

18 hours ago, vin said:

you could make a start with all your tales of the good old days matey... younguns these days have never lived.

Thinking about blokes like the late Bush Mangam and Derek Rawson both could keep you captivated with their tales of their escapades.lol

[shovel leaner 7,650]

On 17/04/2018 at 20:46, Phil Lloyd said:

 

Night netting provides a special buzz, you can literally walk by night,.... any old fecking where ya likes...

 

Just reading this post , and I agree . It is a special buzz . I was taught by my grandad . He was an old Worcester poacher . He spent a lot of time with Romanys , hop picking and itinerant working . He made a living catching rabbits during the war . He used to tell me stories of sets he made picking up unimaginable hoards of rabbits . I wasn’t so lucky , I went out in the late 70s early 80s and if you came home with 10 it was a good night . We made our own nets , 100 yarders with steel round eyed pins . We cut hazel pegs , the length was from your armpit to the tips of your finger . We got old army surplus “great coats “ with the buttons cut off and a pocket sewn in the lining for the pegs and a big one for the net itself . I used to practice setting it on a playing field in daytime till I could do it blind fold . I would find a likely looking set and clear away any bramble or debris that might foul the net . Night time there was two of you , one on the net holding the top runner waiting for the knock and the other “running the piece”, which involved walking out from the net and walking up and down parallel to the net in the field , either rattling a box of matches or brushing the grass with a “flook”, which my grandad called his stick , which served as a self defence weapon to be used on keepers . Them were the days !!!