I’m a gun nut, and I have also been married for 36 years. These two statuses sometimes tend to conflict because my wife has often felt I need to practise “more sensible” spending habits than buying guns. It took me some time to come up with a practical solution to resolve these conflicting “responsibilities” – I began buying only special guns for special occasions.
As it turned out, coming up with special occasions was not that difficult. So, my family were gifted a new rifle on as many occasions as I could conjure up. My wife, for example, received rifles when she graduated, fell pregnant, delivered a child, and on every milestone of marital bliss. Consequently, she has many “occasion-justified” rifles. Fortunately, she uses them skilfully – on prey other than me! However, this article is about one of the special-occasion rifles for my son.
A SPECIAL OCCASION INDEED
In 2014, just after completing his diploma in Sport Coaching, my son walked into my reloading room one day and announced he was leaving South Africa to pursue a career in the French Foreign Legion. That surely put the cat among
