Tom Sheffield
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Tom Sheffield
@TomSheffield11
Yorkshire bastard. Immigrant in Froggers. I love dogs, Land Rovers and misbehaving in polite company. Usque Ad Finem. 🇬🇧🇫🇷🇺🇸
Between the raindrops Katılım Ağustos 2018
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@egregiousXVII @scrotumpotion @Lewis_BGA @ActivePatriotUK There are worse stories every day now in the UK. At least he didn’t kill anyone else.
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@scrotumpotion @TomSheffield11 @Lewis_BGA @ActivePatriotUK Maybe it was 960 the year before that? And 960 the year before that as well?
Not excusing this person's actions by any means, but you need to acknowledge that people are reaching their breaking point and there will be far worse stories than this in the future
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🚨 Everyone has their limits and breaking point
A Nottinghamshire man blew up his house after his rent was increased by £80 😔
David Howard warned multiple friends he was going to blow his house up after his rent was increased by £80. The 53-year-old had lived at 26 John Street in Worksop for 11 years when he caused a fatal explosion - which resulted in his and his dog's death - on April 12, 2025.
On the same day, he had received a letter from his landlord, Sarah Reilly, to inform him his monthly rent, which was mostly paid by Bassetlaw District Council, was going to go up by £80 to £540. At about 3pm, he began telling a number of friends that he was going to "blow the house up", saying "you wait until the end of the day", an inquest into Mr Howard's death was told on Monday, March 30.
One of his friend's accounts of the events on April 12 was detailed by DC Daniel Akehurst during the proceedings. Shanelle Williams told officers Mr Howard had told her on the day that he was "p****d off and could not cope anymore" due to his rent going up.
Ms Williams described Mr Howard as "in a mood and depressed". The woman was then called by Mr Howard at around 3pm, when he told her "he had pulled the pipes" and made comments about "blowing up the house".
In another call at 3.29pm, Mr Howard told Ms Williams "I’ve done it, I’ve pulled the pipes off the gas. It’s going to go with a bang." The latter call lasted 42 seconds and was ended by Mr Howard before Ms Williams could say anything. Before this, Mr Howard had told friends he had been up for three days with no sleep and was "very upset" about the rent increase".
A friend tried to give him advice but he wasn’t listening, with Mr Howard saying, "you watch, you wait until the end of the day" and "you wait to see what happens". The inquest was told Mr Howard had made similar comments before April 12.
Around 3pm, Mr Howard locked the doors to the property he was renting after two of his friends left to go to a shop, which was described as "strange". Upon returning, the two friends were told by Mr Howard to "go, I don’t want anyone else to get hurt. Please just go".
Asked by his friends if they could at least take his dog, Roxy, Mr Howard said: "Roxy is staying with me." The hearing wasn't told any of the friends made any attempts to notify emergency services of the events.


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@LOTOR2024 @WHATSFORDlNNER After a day of masonry or scaffolding that plate wouldn’t even touch the sides and added bonus of Dutch Oven for the Mrs in bed 🤣🤣🤣
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@WHATSFORDlNNER If someone else has cooked it then yeah, I’d scoff it. Prefer gravy on Yorkie Puds but tired beggars can’t be choosers! 🤣
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@wakeupusa She’s a multimillionaire. She can afford therapy but she’s got to want it if she’s feeling a bit sad or hungry in her mansion.
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@OliLondonTV When can I book an appointment? Just in order to convince that fucking thing to see what an actual psycho looks like.
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@otokyo__ It’s a sandwich, what kind of short fingered weirdo needs it cutting up in the first place?
GIF
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@NotFarLeftAtAll Sorry but if I ever see that mong in my local supermarket I’m going full NHL hit mode.
GIF
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@JacquiDeevoy1 If proven beyond doubt guilty of a heinous crime such as those committed way too often against the vulnerable (particularly children) then unfortunately I do advocate the death penalty. Those criminals abandon their own human rights once they disregard those of other humans. 💀
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I’m genuinely surprised at how many people are keen to bring back the death penalty.
Many say they’d be happy to watch a public execution.
I can’t imagine wanting to do that, let alone actually doing it. Whatever crime that individual has committed, even if he’d murdered one of my own, I wouldn’t choose to witness the execution of a human being. To me, the death penalty is about revenge, not justice and I don’t seem to possess the revenge gene.
Am I alone?

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@BritishBastardX @Wraith616 Heil Schturmer is probably noshing the beardy shitbag off in the speaker’s chair whilst a parade of bacha-bazi boys and goats dance in rainbow flags through the halls of Parliament. But it’s not gay because it’s catered for by Allan’s Snackbar and Zack Plankski gave his approval.
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@Robbie_Reasons I’d describe them as largely pleasant people despite having an unbelievably vocal, undeservedly demanding and extremely hostile contingent within their ranks who have spoiled things for the rest of them. Get a grip on your own community, Shabzy.
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@LairdOfThManor A single bed? Why not just stretch out a hammock somewhere in the Manor Gardens and light a fire to stay warm and roast a pheasant with the hounds on guard to keep you safe from this vicious harridan?
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Ahh… them memories… (repost 10/04/24)
I have a sneaking suspicion that the Lady of the Manor is trying to kill me.
A new bed has been delivered: A story.
On Monday the Lady of the Manor decided that we needed a new Mattress (without prior approval or consultation from me) and proceeded to purchase it on online for next day delivery.
Tuesday dawned, somewhat unthreateningly, when a rather pernicious knock at the door revealed a new ensemble promising to bring nights of cloud-like comfort and slumber.
After unboxing the king-sized shrink wrapped behemoth and adding the much hyped ‘comfort topper’, I proceeded to dress the bed in the obligatory crisp white Egyptian cotton bedding with goose feather pillows and duck eiderdown.
Bedtime was heralded, as usual, by the din of the clock on the mantle chiming its soft gongs and the Lady and I began to make our way from the library to the bed chamber… this is when her evil plan began to take shape.
Once showered and powdered I dressed in my nightshirt and quietly slipped into the new bed excited with anticipation of nocturnal bliss, encouraged by the soft snoring of my already sleeping wife.
This is when the 8 hour crime began its evil and exhausting journey.
Not only was the bed akin to a medieval torture rack with concrete accents disguised as bliss, it had the ability to raise my body temperature to that of Satans sphincter sitting on a throne of gurgling Magma fresh from the depths of Hades. (I believe I may have lost several kilos in sweat alone)
With changing position every 30 seconds to try and alleviate the assault on my bones I was mindful of the people in hospital that experience bed sores and offered up a small prayer to God that I might slip into a similar coma so that the horror of the night pass unnoticed till morning. No such answer to prayer came and, as a result, I have begun to question my faith.
Meanwhile the Lady of the Manor slumbers blissfully in the land of nod unaware of the inhumane decision she has inflicted upon her once delightful husband.
As soon as the first shards of light heralded the dawn, I rose from my nocturnal terror and slowly walked, hunchbacked, to the morning room to drown myself in coffee, Valium and crumpets.
I have once again cancelled all the Lady’s credit cards and am penning the latest update to my will.
While the Manor begins its groans and stirrings of the morning I am carefully plotting my revenge and surfing the interwebs for an alternative single bed to be delivered post haste.
I have just heard the Lady of the Manor ring her morning bell expectant of her routine breakfast in bed to which I have begun to plate ‘yesterdays’ croissants for her. (Chortling quietly at my devious cunning)
As I reach for another ibuprofen, I muse to myself whilst rubbing my hands together gleefully… today is going to be a very long day.
A very long day indeed! 😏

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@BritishBastardX I’m guessing the judge has an overly complicated name, haven’t read the original article though.
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@TomSheffield11 & the reduced sentence for pleeding guilty...what a joke.
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🚨 Jitendrakumar Prajapati an Uber Eats delivery driver who returned to a customer's address in Boston and raped her after a delivery has been jailed.
He was sentenced to a five-year custodial sentence, reduced to just three years and eight months after pleading guilty to rape. He was also sentenced concurrently for 18 months for sexual assault.
This is why we support Mass Deportations & Remigration.

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@Furiosa24 This is Oiyou. She was abandoned by French hunters ‘cos she’s got the predatory instinct of a 45kg pork pie in a furcoat. With me for 4 happy years and all she wants to do is cuddle on the sofa, eat whatever’s on the menus and play with her teddies. Anti dog people can fook off.

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Our dog, Winston, isn’t anti anything or anyone.
He likes to frolic. He likes cuddles. He likes squeaky toys.
He doesn’t demand his own privileged space. He doesn’t demand certain religions or ethnicities stay away from him. He doesn’t demand animals throats be slit. He doesn’t hurt little white children. He doesn’t hurt any children irrespective of colour or religion.
He likes to frolic in fallen leaves and gather sticks.
I am his voice. Leave him the fuck alone.
#LeaveOurDogsAlone

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