so anyhow, 2 weeks ago (16th august 2003) we went up to derbyshire and messed up a grouse shoot on a moor owned by the fitzwilliam estate near glossop. along with some friends (in the loosest sense of the word. heh.) reading sabs stopped the shooting in the morning and packed 'em up in the afternoon. result. men dressed like rupert bear attempted to push us off the moor, but that was never gonna happen. and see the apocalypse now style police helicopter scene. hot shit!

Victorious! Victorious! One bottle of chocolate soyamilk between the four of us!
This week (5th July 2003) we were mainly doing the three counties minkhounds again, at Peopleton in Worcestershire....the wankers were hunting along Bow Brook when our royal bunch came along to ruin their day...again!
Bumpkin cops were keen to argue the toss but didn't know who they were up against: officer, arguing and tossing are what we do best. Thus the day passed without arrest.

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This week (29th March 2003) we were mainly sabbing the woodland pytchley in northants, in support of our fellow sabs, one of whom got their leg broken last week by supporters of that hunt...lovely people...this week no-one got their legs broken but a fox was killed as inbreds stood by looking as only thick-as-pig-shit hunt supporters can...

This week (22nd March 2003) we are mainly sabbing the hampshire hunt at lasham, south east of basingstoke....a panic call to the cops (is someone in the hunt a mason...or is daddy a chief inspector?) brought constable bignose and his terrible hordes....two riot vans, three off-road vehicles and one 'undercover' fiesta later and we were still sabbing...at least it's not my council tax that's paying for it all....

This week (8th March 2003) we sabbed the garth/vale of aylesbury hunt just near junction 6 of the M40, stokenchurch/ipsden way...and the hampshire hunt midweek just south-east of basingstoke...the hampshire were somewhat elusive and, seemingly spooked by the small but well-formed crew present, enlisted the help of her majesty's finest landrovers to chase us across fields...silly people..
the vale were sabbed to pieces once more..a good day out, yes...

This week (1st March 2003) we sabbed the vale and garth hunt just near junction 6 of the M40, stokenchurch way...a good number of sabs did the business, the hunt ditched their field and used 'avoidance tactics' to escape us...a good day out, although certain people need to revise their map-reading skills...getting lost in a wood, fair enough, getting lost 20 yards from a pub at the end of the day...now that's a problem.