Catfish !!!.

Sorry I'm but I just I had to tell this tale etc sadly, even if outside of my normal hours here . All comes about because I surf into some strange type places at times via the internet as such & believe it or not I finished up in Mississippi land for some strange reason, some how which I'm told        is a place you would never wish to live or visit, if wise. Not my words, but it appears the poorest, most corrupt area in the grand old USA at the highest level & teenage pregnancy's come out in the number one spot all up unfortunately for those concerned there & fire flies & mosquitoes are rather big in the annoying stakes because of the many swamps they have. But as one could/would say not all bad etc as catfish are rather big in the money earning scenario for them, coming in at around no 5 from 10 it appears in the money stakes   in bringing in 172 odd million dollars last year for the local economy .  
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Would not like eating catfish, me thinks.

Nor attempting to catch them on a 22 hook and half pound line.

Sounds a delightful place otherwise, must save up for a visit.

Regards,

MISTY wrote:

Would not like eating  catfish, me thinks.

Nor attempting to catch them on a 22 hook and half pound line.

Sounds a delightful place otherwise, must save up for a visit.

Regards,

Ring me when you do etc Misty "save up" & I will come with you as such . Now forgot to mention, with poverty I'm comes obesity with all its health issue problems & they are up at the top of the tree in that scenario it sadly appears.

Start saving tonight Knackered, will risk being paid to get out of the pub whilst attempting to sing or being thrown out by scruff of neck.

Known many handicapped people with more sympathy for others less handicapped made me contemplate many facets of human nature.

Complicated and beyond understanding.

Regards.

MISTY wrote:

Start saving tonight Knackered, will risk being paid to get out of the pub whilst attempting to sing  or being thrown out by scruff of neck.

Known many handicapped people with more sympathy for others less handicapped made me contemplate many facets of human nature.

Complicated and beyond understanding.

Regards.

Ok may just start up an export type business to Mississippi etc Misty to help pay for it all Pigeon sh**e by the boat load for the catfish industry there .

There was a time when - 1st world War time, - when the ill-fed Londoners started to catch Eels to eat. Until then never thought or heard off. They were regards as nuisances and pain to get the hook out etc.
Now many love the Jellied Eels, especially the Londoners. My Mum and day loved them. Two years ago, I surfed where to buy frozen ones. Found sites with ready to eat, that lasted eatable a couple of weeks after purchase.
Well at the Bird Shows we provided rolls etc. etc. free of charge.
I asked who would like Jellied eels. 80%. Was then suggested for Club meetings instead.- I never did that as the meetings were more than likely to be low attended and I would have had to take some back etc.
Yes, all said 'No worries I'll Be there' etc. But then we hear that most weeks.... and aren't giving a flimsy excuse!

Daz wrote:

There was a time when - 1st world War time, - when the ill-fed Londoners started to catch Eels to eat. Until then never thought or heard off. They were regards as nuisances and pain to get the hook out etc.
Now many love the Jellied Eels, especially the Londoners. My Mum and day loved them. Two years ago, I surfed where to buy frozen ones. Found sites with ready to eat, that lasted eatable a couple of weeks after purchase.
Well at the Bird Shows we provided rolls etc. etc. free of charge.
I asked who would like Jellied eels. 80%. Was then suggested for Club meetings instead.- I never did that as the meetings were more than likely to be low attended and I would have had to take some back etc.
Yes, all said 'No worries I'll Be there' etc. But then we hear that most weeks.... and aren't giving a flimsy excuse!

Never tried eels here etc Daz Tripe thou as a young kid left me with a memory I'm of something I wish I could forget, but just carn't type of thing even today here . Now, my old man was a butcher by trade & a drunk to boot & could have bought home for the family the best of meats as such, but it was nothing but tripe, tripe & more tripe unfortunately. End of the day, while he was at work one day, mum packed every thing up & left him so we could go & live by the seaside for some enjoyment in life.

Seen jellied eels on sale Daz, never had courage to try them, caught one and attempted to skin it whilst on holiday, made a mess of it but tried to cook what I salvaged, never tried again.

Know some who love them, must be an acquired taste.

As for tripe Knackered, love it, just a bit vinegar on, and away we go, often ask my wife to keep her eye out for some but there appears none about.

Offal a different matter, when helping the butcher kill the pigs turned the intestines inside out and washed them, could never understand anyone contemplating eating them.

Helped the butcher whilst at school to pay for pigeon feed etc;

Oh, HAPPY DAYS.

Regards.

Eels skinned Misty. Flour the eel and cut around the neck, below the head. Then roll down. used to be nailed to the barn door along side the bath tub lol.
My dad used to love jellied eels. Would bring them home from a pub on a Sunday afternoon. Then placed in the bath... No baths till some fellow would come and take them back lol.
Reminds me when I first had ferrets... would catch a rabbit in the flan … then let it go as A. I couldn't kill it, and B. could never eat rabbit as I couldn't get past the smell - Like crabs.
Eventually I would sort and skin a rabbit. Gosh a £1 a time lol.

Liked wood pigeon pie. My favourite pie. But not shot really. Never like the bruises or spitting out the lead pellets. Match used to shoot through the head. Haven't had wood pigeon pie for very many years now.

Time was when wood pigeon youngsters were tied in the nest to a branch and removed when older. Put in a shed and aviary and fed up till later. Would swap pheasants for a pair of wood pigeon.

Ducks caught on a wire etc..
When a kid I used to collect the Moorhen eggs along with ducks/ coots etc. No better egg than a Moorhen's, as every one who has had one will tell you. Would take one, leave one so as they laid 12-13 egg  7 or so were left to hatch and grow of course.

Same as any egg. Sparrow/ Blackbird, and every etc. etc would be blown into a clean cup. If good mix went into a pan for frying!

Mind was a time when ALL eggs

By gum, good times Daz.

Seems we have shared many experiences.

Always had ferrets since a youngster for rabbiting with purse nets, last one about 6 years ago when we decided not to get another one, never fed as many did meat etc; only bred and milk until we caught rabbits then the liver etc;

My grandad would eat anything I caught and would turn in heaven if he knew some of the things I caught and he ate.

Started with a catapult then progressed to a gun, know it was wrong, but when young I would shoot anything that moved and some times some that did not.

Still have two guns but would never use them now.

Always kept poultry Hens and bantams until recently until the management got too demanding, never short of fresh eggs.

Kept cockerels for Xmas.

Kept many different wild birds as well as my main love, our feathered friends.

Was going to try putting a pair of my pigeon eggs in a wood pigeons nest ringing the youngsters and letting them bring the young up but never got round to it.

As you Daz, I could wright a book but some would not believe the escapades involved.


Regards.

MISTY wrote:

Seen jellied eels on sale Daz, never had courage to try them, caught one and attempted  to skin it whilst on holiday, made a mess of it but tried  to cook what I salvaged, never tried again.

Know some who love them, must be an acquired taste.

As for tripe Knackered, love it, just a bit vinegar on, and away we go, often ask my wife to keep her eye out for some but there appears none about.

Offal a different matter, when helping the butcher kill the pigs turned the intestines inside out and washed them, could never understand anyone contemplating eating them.

Helped the butcher whilst at school to pay for pigeon feed etc;

Oh, HAPPY DAYS.

Regards.

Why oh why do you old folk here etc keep bringing up I'm   bad memory's for me as such of things like offal/tripe & the barnardee boy period in a local sense. As bad as things were on the tripe/offal scenario for myself & my family, what went on for my next door neighbour here for many years when he was young him being as Barnardee boy type is all true as Daz has posted by our long conversations together over time. Catholic church & the like should hang their heads in shame, find a large log  & never bother coming out again from my experience/perspective .

MISTY wrote:

By gum, good times Daz.

Seems we have shared many experiences.

Always had ferrets since a youngster for rabbiting with purse nets, last one about 6 years ago when we decided not to get another one, never fed as many did meat etc; only bred and milk until we caught  rabbits then the liver etc;

My grandad would eat anything I caught and would turn in heaven if he knew some of  the things I caught and he ate.

Started with a catapult then progressed to a gun, know it was wrong, but when young I would shoot anything that moved and some times some that did not.

Still have two guns but would never use them now.

Always kept poultry Hens and bantams until recently until the management got too demanding, never short of fresh eggs.

Kept cockerels for Xmas.

Kept many different wild birds as well as my main love, our feathered friends.

Was going to try putting a pair of my pigeon eggs in a wood pigeons nest ringing the youngsters and letting them bring the young up but never got round to it.

As you Daz, I could wright a book but some would not believe the escapades involved.


Regards.


 

True Good times etc but so different to what people think is normal by today's standard Misty I suggest. Knew a young bloke (little fat kid) had a magic easy/way of collecting birds eggs out of trees type of thing (put them all in his mouth) trouble was he also had a bad, bad habit/trait I'm built up over many years, of falling out of trees, when collecting them for some strange reason . End of the day thou I suspect he was just plain dumb sadly, as he has had a life time of keeping pigeons also .

Yes fed Bread and milk .. cleaned out a lot, but never when there was youngsters.
Made my own Flan / purse net... thought only the other day I had forgotten how to make them. Mind give a 3/4 to a inch wooden square and I bet I would soon pick it up again.
There was a time when one could buy/ rent really I guess a mile of railway line/ to ferret. The burrowing was a nuisance...

then it was big time. Take orders and arrange meet at the Local Windmill club.
Would flan the holes... Bolts holes were really just a hole near to get out lol. Before dusk. This meant those going out were caught. Off course once one was caught that hole was useless till covered again. This meant catching those returning... again far from all. Took over 2 hundred over 2 days. Dug trench, not a hole, lol to bury the inners. Had good poles to carry back to the van. So was over a evening, night and early morning. Some times gills ferrets were put in at ends, odd one was lost for a few days unfortunately. Then a irritable old buck would be entered, that drove the female ferrets.

Later I found a more simpler way for myself.
I'd find, know a small burrow, often around light bushes. Never got a dog to 'Crown' if and where they were. But making a racket I walk around the area. then close in the holes... mad if and when I missed one lol. Then Take my coat of and listen near centre point. the earth would be fairly light and dry. With a trowel or hand would remove earth till seeing a rabbit. Would take out and bung the coat in. Do the honours. then coat out same again. Often getting good results. No ferret or dog. But a dog to 'Crown' was a blessing to many.
Funnily enough, a Fellow I knew, I was great friends with his son, a gamekeeper, who had a sausage dog crossed with a Corgi. It was brill. Entering or crowning.

Always had a collar on one ferret Daz, if rabbits were backed up on a dead end, there could be a few rabbits involved, you could dig them out.

Also used long nets on a night on the odd occasion when invited by a friend , never enjoyed long netting.

Had some land I had permission on but also did my share of poaching.

Had permission on the York railway lines, hundreds of rabbits both on railway sides and the land either side.

All gone, never see a rabbit in some areas once abundant with them.

I often go for a drive with my wife through the country side that used to be abundant with rabbits, hares and numerous other animals and birds, the only thing we see is the odd crow or magpie.

Earlier in the year we did see hundreds of pheasants recently released with many dead on the road having been run over.

Later a shooting party blasting the pet pheasants, some people have strange ideas regarding sport.

Regards.

Myxamotosis killed them if I remember.

Yes Hal, it did kill a lot off in a manner those responsible should be ashamed of, you could see them in diabolical states, eyes and everything bloated, all over the place.

They did make a come back but not to the original numbers.

However, there seems to be some reason why they have disappeared in many places where they were previously abundant.


Regards.

MISTY wrote:

Yes Hal, it did kill a lot off in a manner those responsible should be ashamed of, you could see them in diabolical states, eyes and everything bloated, all over the place.

They did make a come back but not to the original numbers.

However, there seems to be some reason why they have disappeared in many places where they were previously abundant.


Regards.

Like mice they were down here in a bygone era etc fill a fence a mile long with bodies & you still would have to find another one & another one . Now     start talking about Catfish       & some how they then turn into rabbits as such. So       rabbits, now become tripe/offal/tennis     as I know well the difference between them all. Tripe got that bad here for us kids (4 to 7 x 4) mum started making it in batter for the family which was all ok for my dad etc, until       he sussed what mum was actually doing for us kids to take the pain away at meal time, as she was just giving us all plain batter as such & she payed a terrible price for doing it unfortunately with the final outcome being, shortly after she just up & left with us kids to live by the sea side for the enjoyment factor. Now       the offal scenario     on my patch at the time, river to river there was only one major industry in town, a big one & it was run by my bosses father then when I was an apprentice & family being family we did all the maintenance work there no matter what it was       in fact, one could say I spent half my time there to a degree unfortunately & the only thing that made it some what bearable is that & senior pigeon flyer of the day worked there. So     about this stage I suspect     people are thinking I suspect what was it. Well it was one stinking, stinking type place that had vats/tubs/baths of offal, lined up end on end for a 100 odd yards going through different type process's to finally come out as tennis strings for tennis rackets, mainly. Final work     if things get that bad     & you have the choice between being a dunny man type of old     & working in an offal factory, become a dunny man every time I suggest from my experience in a local sense    .  

Yes, but we wasn't allowed to dig the railway lines for obvious reasons... same reason as to why they wanted the rabbits cleared.
Yes myxy was a devastating cause... wouldn't have been put down though if it harmed any game 'Shooting Targets'!

Mind it affected the eyes and sexual parts... Many I know would pick one up and still eat them! Looked terrible they did too. But they said the parts affect we wouldn't eat anyway!

Illegal to put down now for quite a number of years. Mind still legal to buy and store … 40 galleon drum sized. Know some farmer s that still buy it .. updated version...

I thought it was invented in Australia Knackered?!
Was a time when poacher were took court for rabbit poaching! Then, as it was classed as vermin, one couldn't be done for poaching rabbits... So they brought out a new name 'Coney' Then one was done for 'Being in search of Coney. Drat

Daz wrote:

Yes, but we wasn't allowed to dig the railway lines for obvious reasons... same reason as to why they wanted the rabbits cleared.
Yes myxy was a devastating cause... wouldn't have been put down though if it harmed any game 'Shooting Targets'!

Mind it affected the eyes and sexual parts... Many I know would pick one up and still eat them! Looked terrible they did too. But they said the parts affect we wouldn't eat anyway!

Illegal to put down now for quite a number of years. Mind still legal to buy and store … 40 galleon drum sized. Know some farmer s that still buy it .. updated version...

I thought it was invented in Australia Knackered?!
Was a time when poacher were took court for rabbit poaching! Then, as it was classed as vermin, one couldn't be done for poaching rabbits... So they brought out a new name 'Coney'  Then one was done for 'Being in search of Coney. Drat

Could be so Daz haven't done a Google etc     so will take your word as such. Do know thou rabbits here were in their millions & millions & the destruction they caused cost millions & millions in dollar terms to the general landscape of our country. End of the day, today most wouldn't know what rabbit tastes like to eat & the closet they get to seeing one is in a fancy type magazine asking for donations to help save them from extinction .

Believe Daz is right that the decease virus was manufactured in Australia.

I know there was a public outcry here at one time when people saw rabbits in many places struggling to move, in a horrible state.

No animal should have been subjected to such treatment.

As for eating rabbits, prior to the mixi problem we rarely did not have rabbit stew on the go.

When the treatment stopped some rabbits did survive, I believe by living above ground.

The general opinion regarding eating them after some survived was, if there was white spots in the liver do not eat.

Never had a wild one since.

Tried one bred for the market, taste not the same, never bothered since.

Good job they did not kill them off in my teens and shortly after or my meat intake would have suffered considerably, as would many of my friends.

Regards.

Never ate any rabbit. Chew a sliver to try twice. Once when a kid, and once when wife took one freshly skinned etc. and cooked it. Half a bite and that was it. I just can't get past the smell.
Beside the quid was needed lol.

The name of the food made from the intestines I believe was chitterlings, Knackered, considered a delicacy by the insane.

Regards.

MISTY wrote:

The name of the food made from the intestines I believe was chitterlings, Knackered, considered a delicacy by the insane.

Regards.

Maybe so but times have changed I feel thankfully & implying some one is maybe insane/spastic is from a by gone era now   .
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Wrong choice of word in this day and age Knackered I agree and apologise.

No one more concerned for anyone suffering any kind of actual illness than myself having been associated with many so suffering.

Should have said those with a peculiar sense of taste.

Regards.

Bill used to love nibbling the meat off the cheek. Another Bill loved the eyes...

Like the birds eaten. Linnets etc. netted off the ivy. Others caught by long nets holstered.
The Rhyme '4 and 20 Blackbirds' is how many used... Rooks were the favourite and best.
Had a neighbour that had Rook Pie twice a year. Including his Xmas dinner. Could one get a tiny taste? Not every happened... even his flat mate.
Was a time, back in the late 50's when I went to my favourite fields. Must have been 15 - 20 more shooting the nests and the Rooks Killing the young ... The old fallen ones were collected to be eaten!
Now back to the neighbour of mine, another neighbour and his mate or two went shooting them for him … Must have cost a fortune in cartridges - and ruined a lot of the flesh I'd wager.