This year, like most other years, we shopped for the kids, grand-kids and foster-kids. In between we'd ask each other what they wanted for Crimbo.
We usually end up buying perfume, aftershave and the likes.
Then on Christmas eve Shirley says ' d'you want a new air pistol?'
The breath had hardy left her lips and we were all loaded up in the waggon heading southbound on the A1M towards Joe Beathan's Gunshop in Barnet.
Within 5mins I was the proud owner of a Walther Colt 1911.
Have you noticed that despite our ages we still have that little boy inside saying Gimme, Gimme, Gimme?
I remember having one of the first models when they came out some years ago, it had the single blade trigger that was a right heavy s.o.b. The new one is very smooth, now off we go, practice, practice,practice.
Good luck, Phil