Dave Martin

Does anyone charge a premium for cedar over other soft woods? ..... and can anyone tell me why I always end up humming `Tell me have you seen her` by the Chi-Lites whenever I`m processing it

The biggest mistake and waste of money in recent years was the massive salary increase given to GPs by the Labour governmenfor no reason whatsoever ... they even reduced their working hours at the same time ???

Brilliant Bought a tear to my eye

That will be the really big ones ... I have been after the smaller ones that hold about 1.2 cube for ages.

Thats terrible, was it processed?.. how much did you lose?

Fantastic to hear that after reading the `Firewood prices` thread

I take it that sales are on the up and up then ?

Oh I really really do hope your right ... cold weather for log sales and no snow to restrict deliveries.

Well explained ... I`m sure that will shed a new light on it for many people

I dont think this will do the job. I have a John Deere 955 35hp with a 420 JD loader attached and it struggles to clear a cube bag off the floor.

I was expecting that one

I discount to a pub on the basis that they put my leaflets next to the fire.

I dont think Darwin was including bullets in his theory... its a disgrace to kill such a magnificent specimen in such a cowardly manner.

This was originally shown on BBC TV back in the 1970's. Ronnie Barker could say all this without a snigger, though God knows after how many takes. l The irony is, BBC received not one complaint. The speed of delivery must have been too much for the whining herds. Try getting through it without converting the spoonerisms [and not wetting your pants] as you read....... This is the story of Rindercella and her sugly isters. Rindercella and her sugly isters lived in a marge lansion. Rindercella worked very hard frubbing sloors, emptying poss pits, and shivelling shot. At the end of the day, she was knucking fackered. The sugly isters were right bugly astards.. One was called Mary Hinge, and the other was called Betty Swallocks; they were really forrible huckers; they had fetty sweet and fatty swannies. The sugly isters had tickets to go to the ball, but the cotton runts would not let Rindercella go. Suddenly there was a bucking fang, and her gairy fodmother appeared. Her name was Shairy Hithole and she was a light rucking fesbian. She turned a pumpkin and six mite wice into a hucking cuge farriage with six dandy ronkeys who had buge hollocks and dig bicks. The gairy fodmother told Rindercella to be back by dimnlight otherwise, there would be a cucking falamity. At the ball, Rindercella was dancing with the prandsome hince when suddenly the clock struck twelve..=20 "Mist all chucking frighty!!!" said Rindercella, and she ran out tripping barse over ollocks, so dropping her slass glipper. The very next day, the prandsome hince knocked on Rindercella's door and the sugly isters let him in.. Suddenly, Betty Swallocks lifted her leg and let off a fig bart. "Who's fust jarted?" asked the prandsome hince.. "Blame that fugly ucker over there!!" said Mary Hinge. When the stinking brown cloud had lifted, he tried the slass glipper on both the sugly isters without success and their feet stucking funk. Betty Swallocks was ducking fisgusted and gave the prandsome hince a knack in the kickers. This was not difficult as he had bucking fuge halls and a hig bard on. He tried the slass glipper on Rindercella and it fitted pucking ferfectly. Rindercella and the prandsome hince were married. The pransome hince lived his life in lucking fuxury, and Rindercella lived hers with a follen swanny!

If only it was mine and staying that would be problem solved.

My log store. Work in progress.

Fantastic photos:thumbup1:

Took this pic years ago and its one of my favourites.

Anyone know where I could find a dwarf to stand next to my bags on my next leaflet

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Do the other bags not get jealous of the 8 under cover?

Me to, thats why I want to know about risk of wind damage and cost ??

How does that fair in the wind Steve ... I would be scared of it blowing away.

Thats how they should be at this time of year moving into winter ... I have a Hanoverian thoroughbred cross ( Ben 17.2 26 years old now ) had him since he was 4, he still thinks. looks and acts as though hes 8

How will you unload the crates Dave