Countryside

Friday November 10th 2017 (1903)

One of the local farmers wanted to take me to watch the pheasant shoot. It was an interesting experience even though I was uncomfortable with it. I was willing them to miss and the birds to get away. My own shooting was strictly restricted to the camera! The mid-morning soup and a glass of Latvian liqueur was rather nice though. The extra is, thankfully, one that got away.  Afterwards he (the farmer that is, not the pheasant! Trust Tigger101 to spot that) took me out for lunch at the local Italian restaurant. 

Tonight I am required to attend the 1940s concert at the village hall. It has been a rather different day.

I have backblipped yesterday's.