No One To Celebrate With ...
 | One mate's giving up the ghost, to cancer. Other's simply disappeared in a puff of smoke 😞 So, fuck it; Figured I'd have a little cheer with you lot 😉 Been down my stables, see? Tinkering about. Doing tiny bits to my latest 'Coop De Ville'. Then, the old enthusiasm fired up and off I went. Got the tape measure out ..... Figuring, for well under the half Large, I can crack on and convert a Lot of, once dead. space into Two chicken runs! Completely self contained. Indoors. Vermin proofed. I've been killing myself, for Weeks, now. Down there, pulling eleven hour days. Grafting without a break. Ripping shit apart. Cutting it up. Carting it away. Now, we are clear for take off! 😁 It's gonna be a Mammoth task. No two ways about that. But, so what? All entirely doable. Best bit is that I'll be working under cover, look. Weather's fucking Horrible, here. For May(?!) June's set to be no better! FFS! But, yeah: Pumped! 😄 This is what happens when ye 'Give up the booze and the one night stands'. (And the smoking. And the Gear. And taxi's 🙄 Fuck all else left in life. So, I focus on my chickens! 🎉 😁) And, the Outside's gonna be fucking Epic! There's gonna be a run on Tunnel Traps and Electric Chicken Mesh! Not even sure what I'm putting In there, yet! 🤣 Anyway ... That's got That off my chest! I feel better for it. Sod what anyone else thinks 👍 Pumped As Fuck! I Do like a good Project! 😎 [link] [comments] |
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