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The shooting line
is a place for intense concentration. Propelling an arrow all
that distance into such a small gold ring is not something that
can be done if you're distracted. There can be no reason to chat
on the shooting line. Heaven forbid that anyone should actually
make someone else laugh while they're at full draw. But
perhaps it explains our 2nd places in the league matches ... |
** IMPORTANT MESSAGE
FOR MEMBERS **
Please be reminded that you MUST carry your Green Dragon membership card and display your car badge at all times when you visit the shooting field. Knebworth Estates staff will now check these regularly. Also remember that access for archery members is limited to the huts, the shooting field, and the toilets. We do not have open access to the park itself.
Here's some new jokes from Dave Stock
There I was sitting in the sun having a nice quiet day when suddenly I get a phone call from the Police."Hello Sir, I'm sorry to have to inform you that we have your wife here at the nick. She was stopped in Tesco by one of our officers because she seemed to be walking with some difficulty. When questioned, it was discovered that she was in possession of a very large number of batteries.""Oh hell!" said I. "Can I come and see her?"
"No way Sir." came the reply. "It's going to be some time yet before we have finished CHARGING her!"
I was sitting in a bar waiting for a friend. Apart from me and the barman, the place was empty. So I was somewhat surprised when I heard a voice say "Damn me, Sir you look really smart tonight."
I looked around and couldn't see a soul. It didn't sound like the barman's voice, and anyway he seemed busy messing about with the optics, so I thought it was my imagination.Two minutes later, came the same voice: "I must say that we don't get many gentlemen like you in here,so good looking and refined." (I'm sure there is a song coming on!) Again I looked around to find that it was still just me and the barman.Another two minutes elapsed before "You must have a problem fighting off the women sir."OK enough is enough I thought, so I asked the barman if he was taking the pxxx."Why do you say that?" he replied. I said "You keep saying how good I look etc.and I don't think its that funny."He smiled and said "Oh no sir that's not me, its the bowl of nuts on the bar; they are complementary."
I was chatting to an old friend of mine when suddenly he told me that he was addicted to high-performance brake fluid. Obviously, after the initial shock, I told him that it was very dangerous to drink such stuff because it would kill him and then asked him if that worried him at all."No way my old friend, its not a problem." came his reply.
"Why is that?" I asked.Whilst raising his arm into the air and clicking his finger and thumb together he said "I can stop just like that!"