On my TV I see gumbooted, white overall and rubber gloved clad vounteers labouring under an azure sky on a white sanded bead scouring under the sand for sheep pellet sized hunks of oil now weathered to hard tar.
And what does this all toil produce? A few handfulls of these tarry sheep pellets displayed proudly before the camera carefully contained in a sieve.
And after all this labour on the beech a thorough decontamination for all - lest a molecule of oil escape the beech and make its way into populated areas.
Semi-retired, enjoying the rural lifestyle, watching the grass grow and keeping a watchful eye, via my wireless connection at dialup speeds, on the world of rampant local and central government bureaucracy...
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It's all ferkin theater PM, my friend.
On my TV I see gumbooted, white overall and rubber gloved clad vounteers labouring under an azure sky on a white sanded bead scouring under the sand for sheep pellet sized hunks of oil now weathered to hard tar.
And what does this all toil produce? A few handfulls of these tarry sheep pellets displayed proudly before the camera carefully contained in a sieve.
And after all this labour on the beech a thorough decontamination for all - lest a molecule of oil escape the beech and make its way into populated areas.
Exactly Andrei.
Asphalt = "hunks of oil now weathered to hard tar"
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