Yesterday I scribbled down some thoughts about an encounter I had with a power crazy individual. A farmer who really ‘ got off ‘ on killing things. He showed me how held his 12 bore shotgun ( read; dick extension) when he had a fox in sight…and the joy he felt as a kid killing rabbits. ( I’ve seen it reported many times that children who enjoy harming and killing animals often go on to hurt humans, especially domestic violence)
It sickened me what he was saying, but I listened, because that is what I used to do when I was collecting info for my local Sabs. Since I’ve moved to this area I’ve not seen a hunt out, causing havoc wherever they go, which is fine by me.
The worst thing we have here is a cyclist meet, every Wednesday morning in the market square….and that really p*sses Patches off… 😂

P.S Thank you Mae and Pat for your comments on the draft that got published in error. I quickly deleted it when I realised what I’d done ( I felt a fool allowing a scribble to go public) so your comments went with it. What I should have done is just edit it, so sorry about that, but thank you so much for showing interest. x x
Ah sure, Joey, we’ve all hit the wrong button at some stage! I loved getting a peek at your scribble. Sometimes, those are the real gems. Don’t be too hard on yourself, you’re among friends here.
Mae 🧡🧡🧡
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Thank Mae. Have yourself a happy day
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and thank you
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I hope I haven’t upset or offended you in any way. That is never my endgame. I’d like to think we are all here to build one another up in our community of bloggers and not knock each other down when things aren’t as smooth as usual.
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Tbh I was a bit taken aback… Thought it was a bit rude. All cool now
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As I said, it wasn’t meant as an insult.
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I know that now. But it looked a bit ugly on my page
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Sorry
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All cool now
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