This contraption overtook me. I haven't recovered yet. |
It was an official Pegasus Juniors coach... Loved it. |
Damo Whitcombe, The Cullfinder General warns The Bodging of impending doom... |
Autumn in Trash-Corner... |
Are those leaves, or is it rust from the shed roof? |
Damo the Badger Culler... |
Scott Gennard chewed up this wood in anger, after the defeat to Pegasus... |
No doubt where I was... |
Why do I like this? |
Out of the garden, into the Lye... |
Autumnal Lye... |
Practising raising the knee into an attacker's butt... |
Would YOU go there? |
The Thick Blue Line? The police don't sponsor the kit, then... |
The players seem more congested than the spectators... |
You can't beat a bunch of hexagons... |
Lining up... |
Lye's players huddle in fear as the referee lights the fuse of a bomb... |
...no worries, it fizzled out... |
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