Clagged in Mynd.Another rubbish weather day. We worked, then went to archery. As we left home you couldn’t see the Long Mynd for cloud. This didn’t put off Mr. Keen (otherwise known as Rich Chaffe), whom we met coming the other way.

At the archery field I met Tom, one of the coaches, and after 5 minutes of his time, he had ironed out most of my recent problems. We shot at 50 yards, a distance we hadn’t tackled yet, and didn’t do too badly.

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