Well well, this happy little band of campers made it all the way to Taree. What a beautiful weekend. Slight showers followed by a huge downpour, just as we were drying off. Grandad simply hadn't read the script and as a result shot really well. As my kind wife pointed out on the way home Grandad was the only one with a first place, as if I needed to know that. I can't give you the scores as they are in the caravan which is not with us at the moment and we will be away for the next week so it is this or nothing. We held a very touching and somewhat sacred burning ceremony. We all stood around chanting whilst Brett burned his offending score card. A very moving service. Karen, Gloria & Alastair were absolutelly thrilled when the weekend came to an end. (I will eagerly await my cuppa.) Glenn felt Sunday was a waste of time. Probably the best efforts on the weekend were from Neil & Cec. Both shot really well. Fingers had a good time. whilst Feathers entertained the Cubs behind his group with a trail of wet, soggy, feathers.

All in all a good weekend. see you all on Saturday.

Cheers Teabag