Lumbersexual

[geoff]

Begorra Patrick, Tis a new wan tay me, turning hay wit a Motorbike 'n all!

such progress.

Aye pal, once I hit 5th gear it was laying it all in the next field:biggrin:

[Mick Dempsey]

This about says it all!

 

 

Very good. "Is there a key?"

 

I wonder if looking like a dairyman will ever come into fashion, Young men walking the streets in overalls and wellys covered in cow muck.

[Mark Bolam]

It never went out in the part of Northumberland I'm from Mick.

[Steve Bullman]

Few more, these are quite amusing

 

[ame]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ptvTVAE5Wx8&list=PL4kSBKMbD--I4GvcSYA8C_G6HD4hG49Br[/ame]

[Steve Bullman]

[ame]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ofehqbuIue4&index=2&list=PL4kSBKMbD--I4GvcSYA8C_G6HD4hG49Br[/ame]

[Gray git]

Seen them even around our town, funny video Steve.

[SteveA]

haha! great videos Steve. Made I larf.

cheers, steve

[cougarcreektree]

Yes the lumbersexual craze is heavy here in the states. Cracks me up.

[10 Bears]

Revisiting this thread as a funny thing happened on Saturday. Myself and 2 others were working in the front garden of a well-to-do property. The job was spike/dismantle a cypress, dismantle 2 large ash, re-pollard 1 large ash, fell 3 smaller ash and 3 smaller beech. Process for logs and chip all arisings on site. So there was lots happening on the site, big saws, trucks, chipper, climbing etc. The work zone we established obscured a section of the driveway so no vehicles could get up and we left a sectioned off pedestrian area for passage by our site.

 

About 2:00pm, a car pulls up to visit the house and has to stop short of the work zone. The passenger door opens, with the passenger still talking to the driver as they got out. I called a halt to proceedings to allow them to pass safely, and that is when the passenger stepped out from behind the car door to reveal his splendour!

 

He couldn't have looked more like this if he tried - Foppish hair, crappy beard, check shirt and skinny blue jeans!

 

The best bit was as I had stopped the site, we were all stood there in our gear, covered in dirt and chip, sweating from the graft, and had to stand and watch him walk past us, while he got his head down after him turning quite red and scurrying past. I said 'hello', and he mumbled something into his tan leather boots. We couldn't help but roll about as he went in the house!

 

All very unprofessional I know, but it was hilarious at the time...

[Mark Bolam]

Sorry mate, I would have stopped for a chat if I'd known it was you.

 

 

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