Cottages
Firstly, I must apologise for the delay in making these photos available but this was entirely the fault of Sarah Kelly (shown right, stealing meat). She stole from me my camera and I have only recently had it returned to me.
A weekend away in the country was organised and planned by Hayley Q and Mr Kelly and it was great to go away somewhere in England that was not Bridport. We stayed in some olde English cottages situated in Ipswich, Suffolk. Our cottage was very cosy indeed. The sleeping arrangements were a little congested but Neal managed to wangle it so he slept with a man on every night.
Despite the best efforts of certain women, we kept our cottage in relatively good nik. This is more than can be said for our unruly neighbours, who took to smashing microwave plates and murder. On the whole it was a very pleasant weekend away and I really hope Stace, whose birthday it was we were celebrating enjoyed herself, but there was an event that detracted from all the jovial nature. It was a heinous crime and I stewed long and hard over whether to release the evidence. But I decided in the end that the world needs to see the perpetrators for who they are and what they did. It involved the slaughter of an innocent swine whose only crime was to look cute and befriend me! What follows are two videos depicting the poor piggy’s last few minutes. Be warned, it is not for the squeamish…
The pictures of the weekend, none of which involve anything nastier than me kissing a dog, are on page 2.
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November 21st, 2006 at 10:23 am
Wow! Piggy has made it onto Youtube. He would be so proud. His death was not in vain.
November 21st, 2006 at 10:32 am
What a damn fine selection of photos and videos. The pig is dead, long live the pig!
December 11th, 2006 at 4:23 pm
I had a super time, thanks to all who attended, and especially to the organisers! I would just like to draw attention to photographic evidence of Matt A NOT going for a run; merely pretending to but actually just staring into the river. I would also like to thank Sarah Kelly for the wonderful dancing experiences.
If the pig’s so smart, how come it’s dead?