Man my titles are sucking recently. There was a day when a pun would role off my tongue but you can tell by the imagination of this one I’m having a dry time creatively! ;) This weekend was lovely! I ate enough to feed a small army, got about a million Easter Eggs, road tripped round the South with Steve and witnessed Matt Hughes shoot my Dad in the knee…
Yes you read correctly, the lovely Matthew managed to shoot my Dad in the knee with a ricocheted pellet from an air gun! After stories of last week’s gun on the table debacle Dad, Matt, Steve and Adam took to the back garden on Easter Sunday to exercise the Hunter Gatherers inside by shooting at cans and paper targets.
I was a little disturbed how gangster my innocent little brother looked and how scarily good his aim was. Oh well, it was amusing, I felt like a lady of leisure resting in the sun while the men entertain the women by shooting things. Ah the advancement of humanity is a wonderful thing…