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BigFive has gone and done it! He sent me a PM and advised me he has made a fateful decision. A serious one that could mean the end of his hunting days, no more rabble rousing at the pub, no longer being able to go home smelling of cigars. No more risking his life hunting with a difficult Aussie hunter. He has announced to me, he is attaching a ball and shackle to his ankle, perhaps both ankles ![]() But NO, he advises Miss Five, soon to be Mrs Five (or Ms Five ?) is also a huntress. Perhaps a whole herd of Little Fives hunting oneday. I would like to congratulate BigFive on his upcoming wedding and wish him and his bride all the best. |