Shots fired

The last day of the stag do. We all awoken hungover ( but not as bad as yesterday) and after a leisurely breakfast it was time for clay pigeon shooting. It was cold, wet and cold. Bit still good fun.
I came 4th in our group. 

Out of 6, not out of 4. 

After that it was a long drive up the road home. Happy to be back in my own bed tonight. Although I did enjoy the long lie in a premier inn bed