Roland

Was a fellow upto about 1o years ago that use to catch the Ferals etc. Any Rung he kept till enough in that area. Caught last thing night - early morning, Culled the ferals and went delivering to owners in day time.... YES he charged the full going rate, made a great profit too of course. Dearer than amtrak - yet more reliable eh! (lol ;D) and YOU had to accept! RPRA had to back him to the hilt of course. Ah well I guess that's enterptrise eh!

Of course ... I take it you are Natural... but no matter today and tomorrow if Basketing Friday won't be amiss

A woman from Austin, who was a tree hugger and anti-hunter, purchased several acres of Hill Country land, near Lake Travis, Texas. There was a huge tree on one of the highest points in the tract. She wanted to view the natural splendor of her land, so she climbed the tree. As she neared the top, she encountered a spotted owl. It attacked her! In her haste to escape, the woman slid down the tree to the ground. The ensuing fall incurred several splinters of wood in her crotch. In considerable pain, she hurried to the nearest doctor, 35 minutes away. She told him she was an environmentalist and anti-hunter and how she came to receive all of the splinters. The doctor listened to her story with great patience. He then told her to go into the examining room and he would see if he could help. The impatient patient sat, and waited for three hours before the doctor reappeared. The angry woman demanded, 'What took you so long' He smiled and said, 'Well, I had to get permits from US Environmental Service, the Texas Parks and Wildlife and Keep Texas Beautiful before I could remove old-growth timber from a recreational area. I'm sorry, but they turned me down.'

Had one reported two years AFTER IT HAD BEEN LOST! AFTER it had reared and won twice 1st Fed. Went on the Thursday, after the Tuesday WHEN the RPRA letter had come reporting it in GRANTHAM! Lady was sick as a pig, said I couldn't have it as her husband wasn't there etc. Stuck to me guns and went in the loft where it was feeding two big youngsters. She said they had also reported me to the RPRA for not coming earlier and was surprise I wamted it. Like a fool I felt for the youngsters and let them keep it. I rued the day and show have reported them! Dennis Reed was in contact and after explaining the ludicriss of it all we let the matter drop! Never again though!

Asked before, but will ask again ... last year I was discussing grit etc. and mentioned I thought it strange that no matter where a bird was house, or system it was on, there was invariablely Qualtz in their' crop if and when ever disected. Was looking at getting some. Someone on here said where they worked - quarry even - there was ampful. Wish to know whom and whetehr I can get some. Want to mix it with coal and use instead / with grit -- which I seldom id ever get as mine foraged in the yard etc. all day long! So would like to sprinkle it upon a tray outside of the open door. Would also of course bring contentment - especially the all important ingrediant to the young birds. Feel he was from Brum way.

A blonde phones the Fire service and says her house is on fire. 'Where's yer house' the super asks her... 'In the middle of the street, can't miss it it's on fire'. 'Right and er... how do we get there...' 'Hellooo, you there!... In the F'ing Red Lorry'!

Very very true, and ALL are deserving of at least one mistake. Posted that story of a Stray / and a stray mate that founded a world renowned loft. I well remember a fellow and a mate of mine that went and rung the y y/b's off a Silo, mostly black incidently as he liked black ones, and very soon was the Fed topper! three years later sold out to a well known stud. And let's face it many schoolboy progressed from catching strays to racing them! And they'd still have their share at season's end. Indeed knew fellow that rung all the 'Church' babies and raced them well. What would make they stronger would be the natural out cross 9f course. AND I have yet to see a 'Townie' when cleansed and allowed to stay - great hawk spotter - that doesn't beat all home from upto 60 miles...

Thought it would be better as a new thread that hightail Jimmys thread. He quoted... Well makes me, and should all of you, wonder just how good is the crap being bred now! 50 - 60 years ago and of course well before, 12 was a good team to start ... 24 birds was a 'Mob Flyer'! Yet they flew nigh EVERY race including the distances, and most had to make room season's ends for the breeding season, AS they mostly had far too many birds left to breed with! Now in thooses days granted birds 'Worked' their' way back so to speak, and if not home on day were invariably on the top of loft early next morning. A 1/3 flyers now send4/5 times as many. Velocities aren't any better to say the least! and the biggest singular thing done now - and never even completated before ( outside of god stockmen) - is incest breding. Nature has a way of kicking back when one tampers with unnatural ways.

For those that struggled... read carefully and then click on the litle lad in the bottom rght hand corner. Try it as many times as you like... And I don't know how it's done, so that in it's self is another amazing thing lol ;D

http://digicc.com/fido/ Unbelievable

Sitting around waiting to be fed eh! The art - IF one must have this crap scenario of not letting them sit on roof tops - is a regular ruentine... enough feed to give them the almo for the flying time they need, and always ready to land for crub after ranging. P.s. outside of nieghbour trouble just what is this fetish about sitting on roof tops. Most spout on about it, but 90% of ALL fanciers allow it. Just go and see for ones self. REmember Brian - and he is typical -spouting how they are out flying or in the loft, and where are they in reality, like most, flying then flitting from roof top to roof top! Best place to observe any pigeon without a shaddow of doubt is ... ON the roof tops!

Is at the other side of the computers ;D

A gas station owner in Mississippi was trying to increase his sales, so he put up a sign that read, 'A Chance To Win Free Sex with Each Fill-Up.' Soon a local redneck pulled in, filled his tank and asked for his chance for free sex. The owner told him to pick a number from 1 to 10. If he guessed correctly he would get his free sex. The redneck guessed 8, and the proprietor said, 'You were close. The number was 7.... sorry, no sex this time.' A week later, the same redneck, along with a buddy, Bubba, pulled in for another fill-up. Again he asked for his free sex. The proprietor again asked him to guess the correct number. The redneck guessed 2 this time. The proprietor said, 'Sorry, it was 3. You were close, but no free sex this time.' As they were driving away, the redneck said to his buddy, 'I think that game is rigged and he doesn't really give away free sex.' Bubba replied, ' No it ain't, Billy Ray. It ain't rigged. My wife won twice last week. Guy walks into a bar, notices a very large jar on the counter, and sees it's filled to the brim with $10 bills. He guesses there must be thousands of dollars in it. He approaches the bartender and asks. 'What's up with the jar?' Well, you pay $10 and if you pass three tests, you get all the money..' The man certainly isn't going to pass this up. 'What are the three tests?' 'Pay first, those are the rules.' says the bartender. So the man gives him the $10 and the bartender drops it into the jar. 'OK,' the bartender says. 'Here's what you need to do ....... First, you have to drink that entire gallon of pepper tequila, the whole thing, all at once ... and you can't make a face while doing it. Second, there's a pit bull chained-up out back with a sore tooth. You have to remove the tooth with your bare hands. Third, there's a 90-year old woman upstairs who has never reached orgasm during intercourse. You've gotta make things right for her.' The man is stunned. 'I know I paid my $10, but I'm not an idiot, I won't do it! You have to be nuts to drink a gallon of pepper tequila, and then do those other things ..' 'Your call,' says the bartender, 'but your money stays where it is.' As time goes on and the man has a few drinks, then a few more, he asks, 'Wherez zat tequila?' He grabs the gallon with both hands and downs it with big slurps. Tears streaming down both cheeks, but he doesn't make a face. Next, he staggers out back where the pit bull is chained-up and soon the people inside the bar hear a huge, noisy scuffle going on outside. They hear the pit bull barking, the guy screaming, the pit bull yelping and then silence. Just when they think the man surely must be dead, he staggers back into the bar, with his shirt ripped and large bloody scratches all over his body. 'Now,' he says. 'Where's the old woman with the sore tooth?'.....

LOTS of truth here in this. Pigeon Fancier Friends vs. Ordinary Friends Ordinary Friends: Get upset if you're too busy to talk to them for a week. Pigeon Fancier Friends: Are glad to see you after years, and will happily carry on the same conversation you were having last time you met. Ordinary Friends: Never ask for food or alcohol. Pigeon Fancier Friends: Are the reason you have no food or alcohol. Ordinary Friends: Have never seen you cry. Pigeon Fancier Friends: Cry with you. Ordinary Friends: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back. Pigeon Fancier Friends: Keep your pigeon supply stuff so long they forget it's yours. Ordinary Friends: Know a few things about you. Pigeon Fancier Friends: Could write a book with direct quotes from you. Ordinary Friends: Would knock on your door. Pigeon Fancier Friends: Walk right in and say, "I'm home!" Ordinary Friends: Are for a while. Pigeon Fancier Friends: Are for life. Ordinary Friends: Have shared a few experiences... Pigeon Fancier Friends: Have shared a lifetime of experiences no friend could ever dream of... Ordinary Friends: Will talk crap to the person who talks crap about you. SPECIAL Pigeon Fancier Friends: Will knock the hell out them for using your name in vain. Ordinary Friends: Will ignore this. Pigeon Fancier Friends: Will forward this.

So so pleased for you mucker, all the best, Roland

Unless for reason of breaking 'Rules' that may make one ineligleable, then I wholeheartedly agree with Clockman. As for why, I know not in this regard, but surely can only be for what I have just stated! ??? BUT usually it is to do with lining own pockets and gaining unfair advantages.

1. Free your heart from hatred. 2. Free your mind from worries. 3. Live simply. 4. Give more. 5. Expect less. Golly sounds like I would make an ideal pigeon fancier after all lol ;D Love to put a few endings to those above like... 1. Free your heart from hatred. .... What even ... 2. Free your mind from worries. ...., yeah I might win any way. 3. Live simply. ... I do, sorry am lol 4. Give more. ... not to give, she's taken every thing 5. Expect less.... use to that! So that's easy lol

Swilcox wrote... NOW THATS A NATIONAL!!! Sad thing is, we in this country can run such a blue event if it was lead from the top. end of quote. Two things there Stu that will make sure that it will never happen unfortunately! One unless they can benefit and WIN/ OR NIGH then they won't bother, let alone push it, and definately wouldn't try and drum up support. the days of no hopers filling up the coffers for the positioned are long gone... just a few drewamers with a whim and a prayer left. The Up North combine for instance is a far far better meriteous race than any National here is, and has any right to be. Untill the selfish powers to be realize that MOST can only fly for section meiteous on THEIR' day and allow THEM to compete on a field where it is at least - weather permitted - catered for them, than once again fancier may just have a go at the SECTION credits with a wing and a prayer that it just mite, just might, just might that one in a 100 year day when it will be in their favour to a degree, they just might spend a few quiddies on a hope and prayer. BUT they certainly won't, not could be enticed to throw away good hard earnt cash filling some more fortunate ones coffers, especially when it would be better spent combtting the cost of corn and fuel! They have killed it for them selfs. Even our Fed is at it by pushing further to a Westerly liberation whenever possible, and they with a few gukkibles vote it that way... and more say 'Stuff you Jack, I'll take up fishing'!

Best not, sometime best to let lying dogs sleep, and sleeping dogs lye lol Best doesn't take a rocket scientist to work out all the negatives and lame ducks, crutch holders etc.

Would say - especially after reading some posts here - that the same ole cods wallop being dished out, and sadly some are trying to believe it it would appear ( :(. I say, believed that this is high on the agenda why folks leave! More sadly it makes it a little harder every time not only to recruit new members, but to keep them. Golly just listen to yourselfs some of you, every crap notion, mindless, and may I say unbelievable nonsense readily dished out. Yes what a sad lot we are, no wonder we can't entice many new members.

Take the birds with you... Might impress but set of birds ;) ;D

Most so - called 'Nationals' are obviously just for 'Areas' and extended to allow fodder in to help of load their coffers. Then say the MNFC, Obviously very limited in the true sence of the word. The reality means that birds sell better, and positioned' get to be a well known name.

YOUR BANK ACCOUNT A 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud man, who is fully dressed each morning by eight o'clock, with his hair fashionably combed and shaved perfectly, even though he is legally blind, moved to a nursing home today. His wife of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary. After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, he smiled sweetly when told his room was ready. As he maneuvered his walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description of his tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on his window. "I love it," he stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been presented with a new puppy. "Mr. Jones, you haven't seen the room; just wait." "That doesn' t have anything to do with it," he replied. "Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my room or not doesn't depend on how the furniture is arranged .. it's how I arrange my mind. I already decided to love it. "It's a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a choice; I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work, or get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do. Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open, I'll focus on the new day and all the happy memories I've stored away. Just for this time in my life. Old age is like a bank account. You withdraw from what you've put in. So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in the bank account of memories! Thank you for your part in filling my Memory bank. I am still depositing." Remember the five simple rules to be happy: 1. Free your heart from hatred. 2. Free your mind from worries. 3. Live simply. 4. Give more. 5. Expect less.

Golly, all one has done has offered a pigeon.blood and feathers like all, for a good cause. Bever mind what one views in regards pedigree, 90% are crap, and after all said and done a flipping pigeon. Good on you Spence, wish there were a few more offers like it - I know some have, but for thoses that haven't / couldn't didn't or won't....

Depends how long they've been prisoners and is it viable to fetch if they return to their former loft etc. ... The longer a prisoner the harder to break.!!! To break proper they should be out every 3rd day or there abouts till they adopt their new home. Best way obviously was / is to have them brought the their new loft every day to be fed. Then fed only in their new loft to be. Soon they will fl into their new loft to be fed and watered... especially if mate is there waiting ... switch Aternative days. Also the all important part is FREEDOM to gain confidence and a liking more for their new home!