Probably the heaviest song our old band ever played, back in 1975.
Month: February 2024
Gratuitous Gun Pic: A.H. Fox Exhibition Grade SxS (20ga)
I don’t know why I keep doing this to myself. This just arrived at Steve Barnett’s Emporium Of Gun Lust:
Damn, but that is just flat-out beautiful.
Give me a minute while I check that lottery ticket…
Shit.
By the way, if you want to know more about the Connecticut Shotgun Manufacturing Company (CSMC), here’s Jonny Carter’s visit.
Caption Competition #318
Your suggestions in Comments.
And The Left’s Collective Head Explodes
Staunch Israel supporter and politically conservative Argentinian President Javier Milei landed in Israel and promptly pronounced that he would indeed move the Argentinian Embassy to Jerusalem.
Are we absolutely sure Javier can’t run for POTUS? (Yeah, I know Trump did the same, but sheesh…)
Not Even For The Chocolate
I’ve recently been hammering on about re-visiting Britishland and doing a pub tour of the villages therein. But I’ll be skipping this one:
Tiny English village is like going back to the 1960’s with chocolate-box houses
Located in southwest Birmingham, Bournville is a tiny village that was built by the Cadbury family.
The model village was founded by George and Richard Cadbury, the sons of John Cadbury.
You don’t have to be from Birmingham to instantly recognise the name, Cadbury, with the chocolate giant celebrating its 200th anniversary this year.
John Cadbury originally opened a small shop on Bull Street where he sold tea, coffee and hot chocolate.
All well and good. However:
Because of its Quaker heritage, there are no pubs in Bournville.
So… pass, then.
Not that I’d want to go anywhere near Birmingham anyway, having been warned off by Mr. Free Market and other such worthies.
Here’s an alternative:
More my kind of place altogether. That’s in Burton, Gloucestershire:
Note the uh, other attractions thereabouts. Yes, altogether much better than some silly Quaker stronghold. And they even serve brekkie.
Wrongly Blamed
Oh, this is rich:
Rowan Atkinson has been blamed by the House of Lords for the plunge in sales of electric cars. The Mr Bean actor, 69, described the green machines as ‘a bit soulless’ in a comment piece he penned in June last year.
The Lord’s environment and climate change committee has since been told the actor was partly to blame for ‘damaging’ public opinions on electric vehicles (EVs).
Not that the opinions of the House of Lords should be taken seriously — on just about any topic — but it’s ridiculous to blame Atkinson for a sales slump of cars that are manifestly not fit for purpose (in so many ways).
“Soulless” is the least of the reasons why not to buy a fucking Duracell car, and most certainly so when one recalls Mr. Bean’s habitual choice of vehicle:
And lest we forget, he was also an “early adopter” of the EV type:
…and by the way, it was to this thing he was referring.
No man should. Not even Mr. Bean.
