Went for a bimble at Wendover yesterday and gave Rod a hand teach kids to build shelters.
When standing in the cafe I put my stick by the counter to reach for some cash and some toerag stole it. It was made by an old woodsman who is now in a room waiting for his last sunset, I cannot describe what I am feeling at the moment! Rage, anguish and just total hatred for people with no morality. What is worse they are old codgers around who need a stick, so to nick one is just the lowest of the low. Hacked off, p~~~~d off and all the other offs I can think off.
Sandsnakes

When standing in the cafe I put my stick by the counter to reach for some cash and some toerag stole it. It was made by an old woodsman who is now in a room waiting for his last sunset, I cannot describe what I am feeling at the moment! Rage, anguish and just total hatred for people with no morality. What is worse they are old codgers around who need a stick, so to nick one is just the lowest of the low. Hacked off, p~~~~d off and all the other offs I can think off.
Sandsnakes

