Terrifier 2 (movie) bit of an 80s throwback, nowt special but decent for a few laughs and plenty of blood.
Bit of a cult hit isn't it, I hadn't heard of it until the second film came out and people were going on about it. Just set up a recording of the first film off Sky, it's on Legend whatever that is.
My daughter and her boyfriend have just moved into a flat together, and today she sent me a text saying she had bought a rabbit, and would send a photo soon . I was quite relieved to see it was an actual rabbit....
The missus has a house rabbit whose just coming up to 8 Slowed up a bit now but was bonkers when young but then again weren’t we all
PS If it's her first house rabbit she needs to be aware they love chewing electrical cables, as we've found out to our cost in the past.
It is mate, thanks the info, I will pass it on. I can't stand rabbit as a food, so would be a waste really.
Ooo! Love bit of rabbit, taught my grandkids how to gut and skin them before putting them in the pot. ( sorry Cumbria)
Don't apologise mate, I love rabbit pie but as we've kept rabbits as long as we've had kids , eldest daughter is 50 next year there's been a definite shortage of them in our household, if I see it on a menu when out I'll dive straight in but that's hardly ever these days, had more chance when we lived in France as they're less fussy about they're eating habits
If you want a couple let me know and I will pop you them over you can dress them or I can do it before I bring them. Ps. Don’t let Roger see them though
I once worked in a hotel and one of the things on the menu was Jugged Hare. Absolutely disgusting....even the smell turned my stomach.
Ah rabbit pie, nicer taste than chicken. When I was but a bairn, my Uncle Geordie used to shoot (high power air rifle, need a special licence these days) rabbits from his bedroom window. Mum used to make pie..delicious, I think the game butcher in Durham Market sells rabbit.
When I was a kid my dad and eldest brother, 12 years older than me used to have an allotment along with a hugh pigeon cree, and a big hut where my brother bred rabbits for the pot. Dad had a motto over the door to the cree, 'Fly or Die' and he was true to his word and my brother's future mother in law used to turn them into pigeon pie, my mother couldn't face plucking them. Rabbit pie was often demolished in our house as I had five brothers and we were always hungry. The good old days eh...
You wouldn't get back down the drive alive Rooch if she caught you dropping rabbits off, she's very strong willed.
