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| This contraption overtook me. I haven't recovered yet. |
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| It was an official Pegasus Juniors coach... Loved it. |
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| Damo Whitcombe, The Cullfinder General warns The Bodging of impending doom... |
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| 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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