Hampshire meet 20th - 22nd April

[ex-member Raikey]

I wont be taking part in the joint stu, so someone will need to bring some veg,

Erm,..

i do hope this isnt some kind of weird sex game involving me and veg??

or did you mean stew?

[Grendel]

So no spit roast then

[ex-member Raikey]

oh dear me,...

did you say you needed an axe?...

i have a spare , it'll fit nicely between your eyes........

i am joking of course,....










or am i?


















seriously , DO NOT ANGER ME!!!!









joke,...















?

[southey]

Hahahahaah! stu stew! for he is ambivalent

[bushwacker bob]

I wont be taking part in the joint stu, so someone will need to bring some veg


Dave,

Why? whats wrong with my cooking?

[ex-member Raikey]

Why? whats wrong with my cooking?

Your still welcome to use my dutchy tho shaun,..

[southey]

Oh its you cooking!



Yeah I won't be taking part in stew!

[ex-member Raikey]

who?

am i cooking like?

hey whatever, its cool,....are we having badger?

[southey]

hahaha sorry i didn't quote,

[ex-member Raikey]

hahaha sorry i didn't quote,

you still dint quote,...

who is expected to cook,..????

please be clear ,.....

[southey]

Why? whats wrong with my cooking?

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. "'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door- Only this, and nothing more."

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow;- vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow- sorrow for the lost Lenore- For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore- Nameless here for evermore.

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me- filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, "'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door- Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;- This it is, and nothing more."

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, "Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you"- here I opened wide the door;- Darkness there, and nothing more.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before; But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token, And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore!" This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!"- Merely this, and nothing more.

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning, Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before. "Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice: Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore- Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;- 'Tis the wind and nothing more."

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore; Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door- Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door- Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore. "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore- Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning- little relevancy bore; For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blest with seeing bird above his chamber door- Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such name as "Nevermore."

But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered- not a feather then he fluttered- Till I scarcely more than muttered, "other friends have flown before- On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before." Then the bird said, "Nevermore."

Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore- Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore Of 'Never- nevermore'."

But the Raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door; Then upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore- What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking "Nevermore."

This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore!

Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee- by these angels he hath sent thee Respite- respite and nepenthe, from thy memories of Lenore! Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!- prophet still, if bird or devil!- Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted- On this home by horror haunted- tell me truly, I implore- Is there- is there balm in Gilead?- tell me- tell me, I implore!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil- prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us- by that God we both adore- Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore- Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore." Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

"Be that word our sign in parting, bird or fiend," I shrieked, upstarting- "Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken!- quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted- nevermore!


Edgar Allan Poe



The Raven

[ex-member Raikey]

nice,....

who's cooking?

[southey]

Nevermore!

[ex-member Raikey]

Nevermore!

i am becoming angered

[Mrs Raikey]

Dave, please dont anger him he takes it out on me.

ps

you really would not appreciate his cooking anyway

[bushwacker bob]

nice,....

who's cooking?

Me. Southey ain't eating.

[southey]

[ex-member Raikey]

Me. Southey ain't eating.

cheers Shaun,...

that wasnt difficult was it?

why does that Dave try to be so difficult all the time?,

it just angers me and then i have to be calmed down and given the special medicine and put in the dark place and thats not ausome and i cry and and shout at traffic until the man with the back to front jacket comes

[southey]

Don't forget those water proofs chaps, looks like some good weather.

[Grendel]

Don't forget those water proofs chaps, looks like some good weather.

Beginning to think i'll bring the tent instead that way at least one of us will stay dry. LOL

[9InchNinja]

Beginning to think i'll bring the tent instead that way at least one of us will stay dry. LOL

Bugger - the only tent I've got is a 5 meter bell-tent. Too heavy to carry very far, and too big to pitch anywhere

So, I'll be bringing the tatonka 4.5x3 tarp, bivi, cot-bed & sleep mat and a doss bag.

Would one of you kind chaps help me rig up the tarp? I've only used it once, and that was in the garden, so it probably doesn't count...

[southey]

the fire will dry clothes, the dancing monkey that is Raikey will lift any spirits

okay, my little kit list I was going to do some of the challenges, but comfort has yet again won,so i will do them another weekend,

bergan,
basha
closed cell roll matt(trimmed to 3\4 length)
issue bivvie bag
sleeping bag 3 season with a liner,
warm top (buffalo special 6)
warm hat and a base ball cap
thin warm gloves,
water proof jacket and over trousers
billy and brew kit
first aid kit
head torch with fresh batts and two spare sets
two water bottles and a platy bag
mug(not me)
spoon knife
knife knife
saw
axe
shades(to look cool with)
camera and spare batts
1 x spare socks and foot powder
flip flops
some kind of food

wearing=

wellies, socks wool, trousers, belt, pants(maybe), tee shirt, wool shirt, body warmer, charming demeanour and a dapper smile,

[southey]

I will be nice and dry under my basha,

[southey]

ill be set like this chaps, no worries about the passing rain showers

[9InchNinja]

Ok, feeling slightly under-prepared now.

I'm bringing:

Bergen:
wash kit
issue bivvi
tarp
sleep mat
german para sleeping bag (AND maybe the sleep cell)
cook set
kelly kettle
rat packs & other grub
platypus with filter
clothes
head torch
hatchet
entrenching tool (not sure if I'll need this?)
MOD hacker
cot-bed
goretex jacket
and a funny looking hat.

I'll be wearing speedo's and nipple tassels

[Grendel]

I better start finding my kit.

[southey]

Looks great! are they red cone tassels or do they clip straight to you?

these look great!

[9InchNinja]

Looks great! are they red cone tassels or do they clip straight to you?

these look great!

They're the ones! Must remember not to use the hot glue gun to attach them again...

[southey]

weather forcast YEAH BABY

[ex-member Raikey]

my kit,


dd 3x3 (yawn)
dd camping hammock (yawn)
down U/Q
wool blanky (knitted from mermaids pubes by an indian chief)
12cm billy
small esbit brew set.
crusader cup
SFA
spoon knife
knife knife
poetry book
big alloy casket
massive chair (might just burn it before i go home)
some plastic bottles (as fuel to cook my bacon on)
a wardrobe and side table from the house clearance of a dead old bloke (as fuel to burn)
some pallets (extra fuel)
a nasty bitter sacrastic streak (i pack this last, so i can get to it quickly)