Quote from: JBR on Today at 11:13:56 AMSimple.  Use anti-climb paint, which of course never dries.
Then put up a sign saying 'WET PAINT', and leave it there permanently.

The thick vandals will see it, wait a couple of days for the paint to dry, then clamber up!

Which takes us back to the stupidity of this Act because if you didn't display a sign saying Anti-Climb Paint & the intruder slipped & fell you could be sued for damages.

Interesting, but even more stupid, is the fact that if the intruders clothing was damaged they couldn't claim for it as they shouldn't have been climbing into your premises

You couldn't make this Act up, until some idiot did.

Quote from: klondike on Today at 09:22:21 AMDoes shouting "Sod off or you'll get a butt full of buckshot" count? If so maybe the home defence argument changes.

Such threatening language may upset them.  

Quote from: Diasi on Today at 09:00:53 AMFor the purposes of the Act the occupier is the person who has control of the land / premises & if a person who is on the land / premises sustains an injury the occupier can be sued for damages unless they can show that all reasonable steps were taken to prevent any injuries.

Warning signs about any potential harmful risks being part of complying with the Act.

Simple.  Use anti-climb paint, which of course never dries.
Then put up a sign saying 'WET PAINT', and leave it there permanently.

The thick vandals will see it, wait a couple of days for the paint to dry, then clamber up!

Quote from: Vlad on Today at 10:47:27 AMLucky buggers, nobody ever wanted to show me their puppy's, the choir master seemed to prefer ladies, the scoutmaster was only interested in his selection of knots, the lady at the corner sweet shop never asked me to go into the stockroom for some slap and tickle , I was a very plain child.

The problem is that obviously you haven't made yourself sufficiently attractive.
You could try stuffing something large down the front of your pants to enhance your appearance.

Quote from: Silver Tabby on Today at 10:57:37 AMIn these "Frankin's Days' beware late and destructive frosts, thunder, and unreliable weather.

According to a Devon legend, the sharp frosts which sometimes occur about this time are the revenge of one Frankin, a Beer brwer, put out of business by competition from Cider. He therefore vowed his soul to the Devil in return for frosts on each of three 'Frankin's Days' around May 21st, hoping that these would kill the apple blossom and ruin the Cider crop.

May weather is consider too unreliable for shorn sheep, which may take cold and die; and thunder this month presages a poor Summer and a bad harvest.

Shear your sheep in May
you'll shear them all away.

Thunder in May
frightens Summer away!

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Very interesting.  I had no idea about this.
On the other hand, we have had some beautiful weather this month.
However, I shall put off shearing our sheep, and won't allow Marge to cut my hair for the same reason.

In these "Frankin's Days' beware late and destructive frosts, thunder, and unreliable weather.

According to a Devon legend, the sharp frosts which sometimes occur about this time are the revenge of one Frankin, a Beer brwer, put out of business by competition from Cider. He therefore vowed his soul to the Devil in return for frosts on each of three 'Frankin's Days' around May 21st, hoping that these would kill the apple blossom and ruin the Cider crop.

May weather is consider too unreliable for shorn sheep, which may take cold and die; and thunder this month presages a poor Summer and a bad harvest.

Shear your sheep in May
you'll shear them all away.

Thunder in May
frightens Summer away!

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Quote from: Raven on Today at 10:46:48 AMPoor Brian, he's been a long standing member of PF, we originals just accepted his nonsense as part of a daily giggle.

Someone should tell Brian how to find this forum, though I suspect that some people here might not be too happy!

Lucky buggers, nobody ever wanted to show me their puppy's, the choir master seemed to prefer ladies, the scoutmaster was only interested in his selection of knots, the lady at the corner sweet shop never asked me to go into the stockroom for some slap and tickle , I was a very plain child. 

Poor Brian, he's been a long standing member of PF, we originals just accepted his nonsense as part of a daily giggle.

Lovely here this morning. The girlfriends are meeting for lunch today, but not me, just not feeling up to socializing yet.