End of season blues
Jan 16, 2020
2 minutes
SO, another season ends. For me, this year has been a bit of a watershed. A few great characters who have been part of my sporting life are bowing out. This, of course, might be a combination of my own melancholy and nostalgia, as age, that curse of The Shooting Gods, tweaks muscles, blurs eyes and takes friends. But I cannot recall ever feeling a greater sense that shooting as a
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