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As there were no classes for mongrels, rescue dogs or imported, feral street dogs, I refused to attend. It's just a get together for elitist, parasitic, useless mutts with inbred bloodlines. A bit like Wimbledon week. The Crufts dogs should all be euthanized and the money wasted on their feeding and welfare be re_ directed to the poor. You see, ya b*****d , you've triggered me now Wilf.

She's a winner every day. Can catch 3 out of 3 biscuits with ease.

I used to walk one for a woman when I was a kid. She was a hoarder of dogs, but a nice old dear. Walking George was a nightmare because the the street packs would gang up on him like hyenas. He would generally regally ignore them but occasionally snap with irritation.

Interesting watch. https://youtu.be/xICIQuTmUTA?si=bZPLrbCc_WDveNUx

I'm Man U born and bred. I'm also of the generation who would cheer an opposition goal if it was special. We could also clap an opposition player off the pitch if he was the stand out star of the match. So I clapped Osula's worldie goal from my armchair. But I cursed the result and some of our players who just didn't seem up for it that night.

Ireland seems far more free than the UK. I can't imagine the Irish putting up with the nonsense we have to. I've only been once, for a wedding ,to Ballycastle when I was a teenager. I remember being told to 'f**k off back to your own country" by a group of lads. I was going to argue that this was my country since I am genetically Irish, but thought keeping my gob shut and cowardice was the order of the day. Similarly, I remember in the late 60s, trying to get a job on building sites in London, but as soon as the Paddy gangers heard my twang, I was doomed. No point in explaining we

He was, enjoyed his posts. I remember I came across a quote by Mark Twain. He said : " I would like to live in Manchester. The transition to death would be unnoticeable". I passed it on to CJ who laughed as much as I did at it. ( You've got to have lived there to fully appreciate it )

There used to be a competitive highjump there for lurchers. Some tiny whippets used to scramble up over 6 foot and some lurchers could do it on a oner. Then it went up to 7 foot etc. There were always lurchers pups for sale. Same as Appleby fair and, at Appleby, a general air of lawlessness which my delinquent side enjoyed. Sadly both venues are nothing compared to what they once were. When I first went to Appleby there were genuine bare knuckle arranged fights on the camp sites and a dozen outside_ of _the- pub fights. There were lots of worn out lurchers for sale along with p

I used to go there regularly. I remember Prince Philip used to compete in carriage driving and walked around with nobody taking the slightest notice of him. Given the number of clay boys wandering around with shotguns slung over their shoulders, it was a security nightmare and a terrorist event in the making. Bu they were simpler times I guess . And what a short space of time to arrive at where we are now in terms of terrorism.

I do! I love watching it and annoying her indoors with my caustic commentary. It's one of life's few pleasures.

I hope you don't mind IWW, but after you expressed interest in her, I wrote to Shamima Begum and told her you wanted to traffic her for housekeeping and sexual purposes. I told her you had a deep interest in frying pans, bodily functions and perverted sexual practices. I explained you randomly and sometimes continually attacked people online, even those who had spent their time privately messaging you during your various bad spells. Even those who had, perhaps naively, asked others to lay off you. Unfortunately, she has taken to bathing in fermented camel piss and smearing goat shit

Load of complete bollocks. Simpering TV commentators with permanently sickly smiles. Overweight, poshly spoken, worthy women with enormous arses, clad in tweed skirts 'running' around a ring alongside their ridiculous charges, boobs a bouncing. Over emotional, gay men, snottily weeping because of a ribbon their misshapen mutt has won. And the judges, possessed of some deep wisdom which enables them to decide which dog above others is worthy of a cup. The Kennel Club, that huge monopoly, presiding over institutionalised cruelty and genetically f****d up dogs. Not forgetting

Meanwhile from The White House: https://www.whitehouse.gov/videos/justice-the-american-way/

I've never done falconry . That's one thing I'd like to witness before I pop my clogs.

Good and bad came out of his yard. But at least you knew what you were getting . No frills, no bullshit no made up pedigree. My son had a cracking first cross collie greyhound out of there. I would have thought most dogs with greyhound in them will chase. After that it's down to training and luck.