On Fri, 24 Jun 2005 7:38:04 +0000, mike wilson wrote: > On an industrial estate in town (east coast of England) next to the > sea, is a tripe factory. Luckily, the prevailing winds are westerly. > When they change, business drops off in the town centre.
I can imagine. I haven't smelled a tripe factory, but I've smelled chitterlings (chit'lins) cooking, and it's _far_ worse than anything one could do to a field with any amount of manure. TTYL, DougF KG4LMZ
