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George Gorley went into Buessearts. Was two that dominated the Fed here abouts with Buessearts. Think George when up North timed the 1st 18 in the Fed.... they may well have been Vandies, as though I met the man a couple of time never spoke about pigeons unfortunaely, as he was always surrounded by folks asking....

Why in deed! That in it's self say it all more the shame. The English of course will support any British team where and when possible of course. But sadly it ia always a lost cause were are shouting for lol :'( :'(

Nothing changes there then.... The incredible Sulks eh lol ;D As Just when have the Scots / Welsh Irish for that matter ever won a World team Game. Certainly not at Fotball, and the Welsh - supposedly great rugby players haven't shine at that level for sure. And of course the next world Rugby tournament will no doubt be just the English side representing the British. So we are English and the most we can do, and you all keep hollaring for it, is to say British .... then you all struggle with your own question... for you've never won a Team game! Come to think of it, only ever got to the tournements twice between you all lol ;D ;D So of course it makes no odds English or to gve you all a litle of or limelight British lol. ;D

At the regular Saturday morning service; the rabbi announced that he was planning to leave for a larger congregation that would pay him more. There is a hush within the congregation. No one wants him to leave, because he is so popular. Fred Shapiro, who owns several car dealerships in Newton and Brookline stands up and proclaims "If the rabbi stays, I will provide him with a new Cadillac every year, and his wife with a Honda mini-van, to transport their children!" The congregation sighs in appreciation and applauds. Saul Cohen, a successful businessman and lawyer, stands and says, "If the rabbi will stay on here, I'll personally double his salary, and establish a foundation to guarantee a free college education for his children!" More sighs and loud applause. Estelle Rubin, age 88, stands and announces with a smile, "If the rabbi stays, I will give him sex!" There is total silence. The rabbi, blushing, asks her: "Mrs. Rubin, you're a wonderful and holy lady. Whatever possessed you to say that?" Estelle's 90-year old husband, Abe, is now trying to hide, holding his forehead with the palm of his hand, and shaking his head from side to side, while his wife replied "Well, I just asked my husband how we could help, and he said: "buck him."

Think you need to be sectioned lol spout rubbish like that lol ;D ;D

http://www.cs.stir.ac.uk/~kjt/general/scots.html as near as you'll get to a scottish dictionary

Have you thought of Car Fans? One blowing in and one opposite sucking out if possible. Certainly circulates and aireates lol. Runs on a transformer or batteries. Best on Transformer though and will only cost about a tenner (£10) a year.

consistent eh! Can't fool you lol. ;DYou sure you're not semi English at all? lol

Nothing new there then lol ;D ;D

Well at least we earn the right to turn up lol.

Of course 90 mile an hour. Why else do you think I put sponge covered soft rubber at the back of the loft when trapping lol.

And Scotland ... err umm, er um well what ever ... Oh NOT there again eh! Well at least they are consistant lol :P ;D ;D ;D

Forgot to mention mine are also 25 K's sacks. First class too.

Well must admit, you will have, and some have already dismiss them as 'Whatever' and derided because you make a very genuine observation regarding the Belgian, Dutch and Germans etc. You mustn't question your Betters Lol. You will be reprimanded make no mistake lol. You must remember this FACT when ever any one asks a question as such, or an 'Name' flyer etc. they come out the wood work in droves to defend willy nilly. Soon be the 'Jealousy Sydrome' then the Terrain etc. etc. Possibly terrain / Cold winds / the channel etc. Strange that they don't / won't affect our birds affect our birds :-/ So take care when ever you ask a question regards the so called eletist. After many years of trying to get a fair international for our birds the Continentals folded and gave us Dax. Great result. I wrote every where I could saying this will certainly be changed back. After the next great result the following year I offered odds to that effect. Of course I was right. And so many other know that too.... But becareful for there has been very many ludicriss reasons put forward as to why ... None outside of the real one makes an halfpeve of sense.... But many will deplore the concept that we have been cheater, and had a fairer leveller playing field stolen away from us. Regardless where the pigeons come from, NO COUNTRY can hone and race them as good as the Brits and that's for sure. YET STILL we gve the Belgian, Dutch and Germans etc. credit saying their birds are superior. Cods Wallop. A pigeon is a pigeon and it takes a Good fancier' to get the best out of them. Yes of course there are great flyers / pigeons etc. within the Belgian, Dutch and Germans etc. lofts. Yes great pigeons fanciers. But again I say our top boys would more than give them a run for their' money. In no time at all one can come up with a 100 Great British fanciers to equeal any on the continent, or worldwide for that matter. After the war, we gave birds to them all. Well to all of those that didn't risk the slaughter and torture of the evil regime of their families and loved ones and friends VIA supposedly cutting their crops so that they couldn't coo and be heard. I should co -coa. I certainly would risk the lives of those I cared for and loved for a few pigeons no matter how much I wanted too. Nor would I go scampering around to beg / steal feed for them, again risking my children's and wifes etc. lives.

You know, bought a roll for a geezer and took it to meeting. He says nowt. So on way to the loo I says I've got it.... He dashed out after me to say he's changed his mind, and it was 'Too Much' mesh, more than he'd ever use if he lived to be a 100'. :-/ So what he ordered it. But isn't it the case, that in that scenario, he could pass it on. Indeed 2 - 3 could buy it between them. Further a sheet on 3 foot by 2 is £1 25 or more. That for the of 10 sheets of 30 x 2 = 60 divided 9 again divide and take away a 1/5th is near 5 metres for £12 25p he could have 10 metres or more length which equates over 15 squared metres :-/. It doesn't rust, takes up very little room and will always have a reason for you or family / friends at a later stage. :B

As soon as I do, you will, and that's fer sure.

Yep, good of yer Duncan. pete Should have said. I get Wheat Barly as £3 50. Maple peas and Tic Beans from a farmer. 1st class stuff too. About 20 of the locals here abouts have them. Others :-/ well say that's good ... but don't have any lol. Maybe coitted or have a cheaper sauce. Mind saves me fetching and carrying for nowt as I'd never add oat - no pun intended lol for fuel. If and when I fetch more mesh I'll let you know.

He's still laughing !! So say the guy that sent me these! A radio station in Australia ran a phone-in competition to find the Most embarrassing moment in listener's lives. The final four were: 4th Place While in line at the bank one afternoon, my toddler decided to release some pent-up energy and started to run amuck. I was finally able to grab hold of her after receiving looks of disgust and annoyance from other patrons. I told her that if she didn't start behaving herself, right now, she would be punished. To my horror, she looked me in the eye and said in a voice just as threatening, 'If you don't let me go right now, I will tell Grandma I saw you kissing Daddy's willie last night.' After this enlightening exchange, the silence was deafening. Even the tellers stopped what they were doing. I mustered the last of my dignity and walked out of the bank, with my daughter in tow. The last thing I heard as the door closed behind me were screams of laughter. 3rd Place It was the day before my 18th birthday. I was living at home, but my parents had gone out for the evening, so I invited my girlfriend over for a romantic night alone. As we lay in bed after making love, we heard the telephone ringing downstairs. I suggested to my girlfriend that I give her a piggyback ride down to the phone. Since we didn't want to miss the call, we didn't have time to get dressed. When we got to the bottom of the stairs, the lights suddenly came on as a whole crowd of people yelled 'SURPRISE'. My entire family parents, grand parents, aunts, uncles, cousins as well as my friends, were standing there. My girlfriend and I were frozen on the spot in a state of shock and embarrassment for what seemed like an eternity. Since then, no one in my family has planned any surprise parties. 2nd Place A lady picked up several items at a discount store. When she finally Got up to the checkout, she learned that one of the items had no price tag. The checkout girl got on the public address system, which boomed out across the store for everyone to hear, "Price check for Tampax supersize." But it got worse. Someone at the rear of the store apparently misunderstood word 'Tampax' for 'Thumbtacks' , and replied in a business like tone, his voice booming over the same public address system: 'Do you want the kind you push in with your thumb or the kind you belt in with a hammer. 1st Place and the winner is . . .. This happened at a major Australian University, during a biology lecture. A professor was discussing the high glucose levels found in semen. A young woman raised her hand and asked, "If I understand you correctly, you are saying there is as much glucose in male semen as in sugar?" The professor responded, yes, that's correct adding some statistical data. Raising her hand again, the girl asked, "Then why doesn't it taste sweet?" After a stunned silence, the whole class burst out laughing. The poor girl turned bright red, and as she realised exactly what she had inadvertently said, she picked up her books, and without another word, walked out of the class. However, as she was heading for the door, the professor's reply was a classic. Totally straight faced, he answered her question. "It doesn't taste sweet because the taste-buds for sweetness are on the tip of your tongue and not in the back of your throat".

Think I might have another 3 sold. One buyer let me down last Sat, so hopefully that will go too. One is a bad payer - already owes 320 on another deal, so he'll have to have cash up front ;D.

Great that I don't believe in Breaking points. Great that I believe we can't harness the wind ... perhap adjust our sails a mite. In reality just who in their right mind wants birds to break at a certain point :-/ :-/ If that was a reality then it also must follow that most weeks the birds would fly out their way to go there. Only time a bird ever comes on line is when the wind is right for it. As birds zig - zag constantley, regards when one sees them go straight like arrows, and fly in an Arc to home, then the realism is that one trains birds for fitness / exercise, and to hone the homing instinc. Great that no one - unless of necate, or moveing to the East of another Fed / Club, positions are bought to the East. the more easterly the better.

Seems like you've never ben away lol ;D ;D Mind I see he's already cocked this size up lol

The Marriots The pigeons under consideration is that of the late Fred Marriott of Birmingham, England, who many believe has not received its rightful status amongst the great families of racing pigeons. Marriott began racing pigeons in 1899 and flew both the North Road and the South Road into England and in due course prior to his clearance sale in January 1956 on the South Road he was Ist Open in both 1924 and 1925 NFC races with Triumph and Repetition, plus 2nd Open 1929 with Nap, to be followed by 6th 1907, 11th 1936, 15th 1937, 1st 1940 (with Premier), 5th 1948, and many other other positions over the years of his involvement. On the North Road Marriott was 1st, 4th and 5th Open Lerwick with the NRCC 1920, 1st, 3rd & 25th in 1921, 3rd 1922, 10th 1923, 2nd 1934, 6th & 7th 1953. Of course there were also many successes at Federation, Combine and Club levels. The base of the Marriott pigeons was a cock called Dreadnought, who was bred in 1908 containing the bloodlines of Marriott's old Bordeaux Cock and Toft's winner of 1st NFC Bordeaux 1899. The Bordeaux Cock was from an unnamed Belgian source and a full sister to Jumbo who flew and won from Granville, Rennes and Marennes in three consecutive years, plus 6th Open NFC San Sebastian in 1907. W.C. Moore bloodlines were also involved including Barker's Marcia with traces of Gits, Debue and Plentinckx blood. In fact the pedigree contains a mosaic of well known fancier names prominent in the sport of the time. Dreadnought himself was not particularly outstanding as a racer although winning prizes from Ventnor, Granville, Rennes and Marennes. Marriott however as an astute observer saw his potential as a breeder and retired him As a stock bird Dreadnought earned his laurels but Marriott mysteriously disposed of him in 1915 admitting later that he had made a great blunder. He apparently had sired winners with any hen he was ever paired with. Of his many winning offspring perhaps the greatest was the famous Lerwick Hen who in 1920 won 1st Open Lerwick and in the following year won the Kings Cup outright for Marriott by repeating what she accomplished the previous year. This great racer also contained Moss bloodlines. As the Editor for a time of the British Homing World it has been said that Fred Marriott was in the position of obtaining pigeons from the best fanciers of his day. Whether or not it was his position as the editor of the BHW which helped him in his ambitions as a racer there is no doubt that a perusal of his pigeons pedigrees show an array of the names of the leading fanciers and their outstanding pigeons of the time. This would imply I think an outcross approach to the production of pigeons capable of bringing the bacon home so to speak and a study of the Marriott technique would tend to confirm that he relied more upon outcrossing rather than anything else. That as a fancier the possibility of procuring so many good pigeons led to a situation in which the appearance of good racers was inevitable based upon the concept of luck or fate alone. There is no escaping the truth however that Fred Marriott was one of the elite fanciers of the 20th century but whether one could safely state that what he produced was a strain is questionable according to others. Based upon the 'Marriott phenomenon' however there are those who contend that the traditional concept of a 'strain' and what constitutes one requires to be re- assessed. by: Liam O Comain Mind if one put in Marriot Pigeons on Google search a fantastic array comes up.

He did spome weekly features in the Racing pigeon / BHW, and these have been repeated a couple of times. Absolutely brilliant reads. Maybe some has copies, or they are most likely on some site. Elimar or such. Yes was a great flyer. Remember a little to a lot, but won't be quoted on them as hate to mislead even if intentions are good.

He'll come in when he knows how, and hungry. Would have been long gone now if not. Good luck.

Yep good to see him back ... will miss his ranting though lol ;D ;D