Saturday, 12 November 2011

Long Runs the Fox

Thanks to Andrew Poots for these pictures of a fox visiting his garden. I should have titled this as long sits the fox - if he turned up in my garden there would be a bit of a to do - out would come the blunderbuss and hand grenades, after which I would parade his nearly lifeless body down the street in an open-topped car to a specially constructed gallows, let him swing for a bit, draw and quarter him and then feed him to my chickens. That's if I owned a blunderbuss and some hand grenades and was any good at carpentry.