“Ye shall find a cocktail-sausage wrapped in swaddling bacon, lying in a manger…”
Congrats. Bill, have a virtual pint of White Shield 🙂
bummity bummy bumkinses.
ok, you deserve your white shield
It is so past my bedtime.
ooooooooooo Emms. That looks like fun.
I’ll check it tomoz (as da kidz say innit).
Still boggled at the sausage nativity…
Emma, I’d love that, but really I don’t have the space… Parking it on the top of the river embankment might work, but I’d have to knock the trees down, and my beloved Cheeky Chicks and Squiggles would never forgive me.
nuits, I have never seen the Holy Grail all the way through
*hangs head in shame*
No, emms. Some mates got together to build one on one of the lads parents farm. Mucho flingage. I brassicas are your thing to fling, I would suggest you go for cauli over cabbage if you want visual efects. A red cabbage nearly got as far as the canal, though.
This was before Scrapheap and others popularised them.
Bah humbug as far as Warwick Castle is concerned.
We intended to go there for a 21st. Arrived, saw the price, had a mooch round Warwick (it doesn’t take long) and drove to Cov for bowling instead.
amazing thing the trebuchet, built long before Newton explained mechanics, yet somehow they got it right, by trial and error presumably.
Justa: ‘Holy Grail’ is brilliant. And apparently, a distant cousin of one of my friends is one of the damsels in the Grail Castle.
Emma: Yes, people had been designing stuff like that for centuries.
Discussion of festive movies on the Grauniad just now. I’m taking boxed sets of Vikings to Dad’s. It’s Yule, after all.
Engineering seems to be a human trait. Stronger in some than others, but evident throughout history.
Problem solving, I guess.
have you been watching the new series of Vikings Nuit? a slow start but looking promising…
I thought trebuchet was a font.
Either that or he played for PSG.
what did they build it from justa?
I speak as someone who made bows and arrows out of garden canes and string, which didn’t work well….
Various bits of scrap from the farm (the father is still a magpie!). Scaffolding tubes and so on.
It wasn’t huge, maybe 8-10ft tall, but great fun!
I used to think it was a latin american politician, xen.
Garden canes not suitable for bow making. Old fishing rods surprisingly good.
that sounds big enough to do some damage 🙂
It was only fired over a reasonably sized field when the canal was clear. Just in case! 🙂
The parents insisted it was dismantled because fresh food kept disappearing…
A frozen chicken might have been good.
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