Oh, it's a little more complex than that. You see, Lewis doesn't have a native badger population. They all got eaten by the mink.

Which are not native, I'm thinking, but which are quite aggressive. That does complicate matters.

Edit:

Unless you happen to possess the correct adapter, is that it?

I've never yet had the opportunity to plug a mink into a mains socket, so I honestly wouldn't know. They aren't entirely bad news - they keep down the rabbit population through most of the island - but they're extremely bad for the birds, both wild and domesticated.

I recall a news item from a few years back: the inhabitants of a mink farm -- don't recall how many, exactly, but more than a couple hundred of them -- escaped into the wild, and the locals were... a bit distressed* for a few days until most of them could be rounded up.


Edit: The incident of which I was thinking was in southern England, iirc, but here's an item about a more recent (and larger) incident in Germany.





* passing hexahedral units of masonry

They are extraordinarily vicious little sods, at least in the wild. I know if I were out driving (assuming I could drive) and saw one in the road, I'd probably aim for it.

I feel the same way about chickens, roosters especially. Evil, bloody-minded little buggers, they are.

Yeah. Hence the business with bricks.
You could, you know.

My main complaint against chickens is that they poop so very much and that I'm the one that has to muck them out.

I could learn, if I wanted to, but I don't, so there you go. I'm sure the mink will be relieved to know it.

Oh driving's easy, really. I'm sure you could do it. All you have to do is try. Sure, getting away might be a bit tricky. You have to do it carefully, or the car might decide not to want to leave. But you can just try again. Once you have the hang of that, it's easy.

Now driving safely might be a bit harder.

They're also bloody stupid birds.

It's nice not to have to drive, considering the brand of idiot they'll issue a license to go on the public roads, but still a handy skill to have, now and then. Given the right equipment and a general lack of idiots in the vicinity, it can be quite a lot of fun.

And sod the minks; they've got it coming.

...You wouldn't happen to work for a civil service, would you?

Driving fun? Hm, not that I know of. Handy, sure, and I don't dislike it, but fun?

I think my reluctance is part terror, part reluctance (some of the young drivers around here are literally accidents waiting to happen), and part sheer bloody mindedness. It's the harder thing to do in this day and age, to not drive, so for once I'm going to try the harder thing.

And yes, it's true. Chickens are tasty idiots.

http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g2...lies/hypno.gif

Good heavens, is he related to Rummy? It's as if it came from the same mind that brought us:

It's a known known that I love that speechification. :p

I may have known at one time that I knew that, but it was a known that had become unknown by the time I posted it. Then again, I should probably have known.

This was unknown until the time that it was made known, and so in being an unknown unknown was in fact a known that was unknown by those that should have known?

Well, there are knowns and there are unknowns, and then there are the things you didn't actually know, yet somehow intuitively "know" are true. Now, I don't know for sure, but I think it possible that, though it might have been an unknown unknown (or was it an unknown known? Make a note to check on that,) I could quite well have "known" something without actually knowing that I had known about it, beforehand.

You know? :)

So what was previously said to be an unknown unknown may in fact have been known at the time it was thought to have been unknown and therefore have either been an unknown known or a known unknown - know what I mean?

You never know...