Reason we had ratshot was my old man used to shoot male dogs that came into our suburban back yard when our red setter bitch was on heat. Highly impressive! They’d go yelping up the street, yelps fading, never to be seen again. Until they came slinking back about 5 to 10 minutes later, to be shot again. The power of poontang!
No burning barrels here any more. The old back yard incinerator was banned years ago, along with the autumn tradition in leafy suburbs of heaping dead leaves in the gutter and burning them. Smokeless autumn ain’t what it was.
Along with banning fireworks and everything else that was fun in my childhood, and that my kids can’t believe was allowed, like the helicopter that used to land in a local park on weekends and take people up for a modest cost, and chooks in back yards for eggs and meat, and riding on packed trams and trains with open doors, and cars with barely efficient headlights (high beam less than my current low beam), drum brakes, worm and sector steering which had about 10% dead play straight ahead, no air con, no heaters, no seatbelts and vacuum wipers etc etc etc http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xe1a1wHxTyo