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[moose07]

Midsomer....
That has a cult like following.
May have seen two or three, or four.....at the most.

[Darksheare]

It is called Petanque because of the noise people make when hit by the ball.
It is Forest Petanque due to it being humans versus the forest.

[moose07]

That would explain some of the injuries.
Ents have a stonkingly powerful bowl.

[Darksheare]

*Petanque!*
“They hit Bertie!”

[Monkey Face]

Good one, Moosie!

[moose07]

Right between the eyes, and still landed next to the Jack.
*Stretcher bearers! *

[moose07]

Some of those Oak trees date from Norman times, they have had a lot of practice. Biding their time. Waiting for Petanque to arrive.
Well, now it has....revenge for centuries of logging. *Petanque*
*Oh, that was the postman*

[Darksheare]

“I’m just the neighbor!”*
*said while sailing through the air in front of the ball.

[moose07]

Hmmmm....
*Fetch me another Hobbit, this one appears to have burst.*

[Monkey Face]

Noooooooo!!! Not the Hobbits!!!!!

[moose07]

Took a trip today to the site of the UK space experiments in the early sixties.
*Remember the Lucas doomed rocket? That place.*
The concrete structures are still in the cliff but nothing else.
It has that traditional air of “We may not have succeeded, but gave it a jolly good dose of looking at”
“It wasn’t for lack of trying , all of the science was good”
You can still smell the pipe smoke hanging in the air...”Oh B*gger , another one exploded.” “Not enough Tea...that what it was,yes.”

[Tax-chick]

Oh, that sounds like so much fun!

[moose07]

Oh ,it is. :)
Put it this way...i couldn’t legally drive. LOL.
This place always manages to generate a laugh in the evening.

[moose07]

Tis late now.
‘Night. :)

[Tax-chick]

Have a good night, hope you feel okay tomorrow!

[Monkey Face]

I’m heading for the Blanket Show. I’ll talk to all y’all tomorrow!

[NicknamedBob]

"That was a quick pounce for a predator of your years."

A predator, grown long in the tooth, is not necessarily a less effective predator.

And, "... we thank thee for the food we are about to devour."

[Tax-chick]

Seeya!

I’m going to read to Frank and Kathleen. Kathleen didn’t have her nap today, so she’ll be ready for bed early.

[NoCmpromiz]

So we took the Blotchycat to the vet for possible euthanasia thinking that she had suffered a stroke. Vet said not necessarily because all the symptoms were not there. Vet leaned more toward thyroid or diabetes. So we brought Blotchycat home to await results of the bloodwork. Mrs. NoC just reminded me, or admonished me, or yelled at me, whatever by stating with that certain tone, "Her name is Rags.."

So to escape the ire of Mrs. NoC, I trundled off to the remains of the barn and was promptly greeted by the Copy cat who said, in Cateese of course, "Feed me human." So I wandered back to the house to fetch a plate of yummy-yummy catfeast and delivered it to the remains of the barn where its appearance by the entrance to the Copy cat's shelter was greeted by the sounds of joyous munchslurping...

We have known that Copy cat has some kitten-things hiding out in the shelter but the closest we have come to seeing them was a glimpse of a dark shadow retreating out of sight at our appearance. Today while I was observing the Copy cat munch her food, I was greeted by three apparitions that looked like this...

It remains to be seen whether or not they turn out to be Nazgûls...

[Darksheare]

“They’re throwing the hobbits at Isengard!”