Not a great attachment
Recently, I was asked to a hare shoot near my home. And though I am not too keen on shooting hares, I duly presented myself to the keeper in charge.
On these occasions, all the Guns stand around like sheep, not knowing what to do or say. And when they do get on speaking terms with their fellow Guns, the first thing they do is to examine the other fellow’s firearm.
“A man had an eye eliminator for use with his weak eye”
True to type, I did the
