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(Mods feel free to delete this once everybody knows what happened...)

Kick off @Iden Ferns 10.30AM...

Phone call @ 09.15AM....

Rob Simpson- "Mikey, where are you all??"

Me-"Drinking coffee at the shoot.."?!

RS-"I'm at the shed and i can't see you"?

Me-"What Shed"??

RS-"Buxteds' shed by the course"!

Me-"Can't you see anyone"?

RS-"No Nobody"

Me-"Sorry we are in the second wood"!

5 minutes later....

RS-"Stop messing about i can't find anyone, are you here yet"???

Me-"You complete Dick, we are at Iden Ferns, in Rye, what a twat you are"...(everybody jeering and laughing..)

RS-"I'll be there in an hour and a Half.....ask if they will let me shoot.."

Me-(Through tears of laughter....sorry i mean concern) "They said yes...hurry up"!!

He turns up, puts Andy and me to sleep with his non stop, brain numbing talking...and comes joint First! (Hitting all three bonus targets, from 55-65yds??)...or more?

What a PRIZE PRAT you are Robert!

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