The freaks are out!

Today was this term’s first archery lesson. It’s amazing how much you can forget in six month, I made lots of errors while shooting this summer. At least I’ve got fewer ‘oh no, pain’ even if my targeting skills seem to have devolved.

Most of the people in this course are simple freaks. Running around with long bows seems to attract a very special kind of people. Those that wear a quiver while using the subway. With leather. And lots of fur. Small Asian people with hun’s rider bows made some mediaeval instincts inside me cry. At least the ‘normal’ people like me knew whom better to talk to.

And I will never make jokes about those that live in their own LOTR world – I may not survive it.

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