So, I'm feeling quite inspired by a new friend I met on Friday (I hope I can call you friend?) Eleanor, so I thought I would bring you some more random thoughts from the world of Hilary.
So, I turn up to my friend's stag do on Saturday morning. Don't worry, this is not going to be a heady tale of drunkeness (for that, you can read my Twitter where I rambled quite a lot after a few ciders...)
We go to this outdoor place. A quick Google search of "shooting mendips" tells me it was Mendip Shooting Ground. First off, the guy comes up to me and says, "So you coming Quad biking then?" Of course I say yes, despite the last time I thought I probably would never get on a quad again. Turns out I was the only one that had been quadding before. So we go out, we zoom around, my quad stalls a lot (hopefully not my fault) and I think the guy who was leading us was generally impressed with me. Although i don't think my legs are a couple of days later.
Then we go and shoot some clays. First thing I say is "I don't think I'm going to be very good at this" The guy says "That's the wrong attitude to have" Actually, I agree with him. Why should I be worried about if I get any clays or not? It's just a bit of fun and, if I was up for the quadding (much more dangerous), why should I not be up for shooting a rifle? Turns out I'm not as bad a shot as I thought I was and ended up turning a clay into powder after a couple of goes!
So, the moral of this story is, have a positive mental attitude. Why not?
3 comments:
Hi Hilary,
Of course you can call me friend :) I had an awesome time on the train on Friday evening. I can honestly say it was one of the most memorable train journeys of my entire life.
Sounds like you had a blast over the weekend and couldn't agree more, a positive mental attitude rocks!
Now, where's your Retweet button so I can go tell Twitter than my new friend Hilary has a blog? ;)
Ah... you see... I didn't even realise I could do that. Have updated my blog now to make it a bit shinier... might come back later to sort it out though!
Where is the retweet button indeed?! This is lovely writing, Hilary and it's so cool to have found my way here through your serendipitously meeting Eleanor on the way home from London.
Awaiting the next installment!
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