OS. Double O day. Olympic Opportunity day for the uninitiated. If any of you are uninitiated that is. Surely not.
And so on. I could fill several pages. What can a chap do? Grasp the various bulls by the horns and walk out that, sometimes very long, path to the middle for diddle. And commence slaying that particular dragon. To mix several metaphors. It’s all very well me saying “Its no’ that hard.” But that means little and the way to deal with it is to get on.
Pin eight is the iconic peg. It’s what defines ‘limpic skeet. Some may recall some years ago there was a suggestion, was it a rumour?, that pin eight was going to be removed from the discipline. Thankfully, sanity prevailed. And it’s still there for us to enjoy.
Crying, screaming, wailing, out they come.
“I can’t hit this. Lemmego. I don’t want to do this. Heeeeelp.”
”Shutup and shoot ya weed. Get on. Gun there. Look there. Let the bird come out of the hole three metres and then belt it. Do it ya pest.”
I’m sure I’m not allowed to speak to people like that nowadays, so the above may, or may not, be a true representation of what goes on. But all I can say is that all, yes all, of the great unwashed, were hitting the target very quickly. It may be that I am a wonderful instructor. It may be that, in fact, it’s actually not very difficult, but success came quickly. Indeed if they could all hit high one with such efficiency, so quickly, I’d be a happy boy. But of course happy I am.
It has been pointed out to me that some, perhaps many, of you will struggle with the title of today’s episode. Sigh. What is the nation coming to?
So, to pamper to that lot, spit, you need to look up Winston Churchill’s statement on how he perceived Russia. Without going over the score, I imagine if you google Churchill & enigma & Russia, something will come up. How you cannot know is beyond me.