The life of a class traitor and peripatetic scouser.
Like a kite out of a tree?
I haven't fired my air rifle for about fifty years, but it still sits there...
There's something so bracing about the scent of shooting, too, isn't there? Looks like fun, and a good day for it.
We've been shooting exploding targets in the back garden (boys back from Uni)Great fun !
Need to take a saw to that stock to fit the youngun'! Or get himn a .22 Cricket.
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