Pinzgauer at the gates
October 17, 2009
This morning an army pinzgauer parked up outside; a squad of soldiers got out and milled about. J Stan and Tul strolled out, in uniform with rifles. Seems the squaddies have been told to secure the area; the lieutenant with them tried to order J about but it didnt quite work. J has let them bunk behind the gatehouse. Seems that Cardiff is overrun by freaks and the army think they are heading north.
The team from the office, Tul and a couple of the cardif refugees had what J called a “Chinese parliament”. We are going to dig in and prepare for a siege. I suggested as a joke that we rig the leaning tower as a boobly trap. J nodded – “good idea – Stan, look into it eh?
At sunset a guy came up to the gate on a mountain bike; the Lieutenant – or rupert as Stan called him tried to turn him back but the guys from Naz were having a coffee on the battlement and called Tul over. The guy is from Caerphilly RFC – the team and their families are hold up in the clubhouse; they have spotted a bunch of freaks moving around over towards the warren. they’d like to join us – the guy (the scrum half as you asked) says that they are all kitted with baseball or cricket bats – one guy even has a shotgun. so they are quite welcome says J – and are coming in tomorrow
