Good morning Guardians. Could not finish my golf round yesterday - just too darn hot. Reached 97 degrees F with a heat index of 107 degrees. Going to be as hot today with humidity up there too. I have no idea how people in the south coped with this before air conditioning. I remember that my mom and dad had fans everywhere but it was never enough. Guess we just suffered through it. A generation ago they were just tougher than we are now. I will be carrying my HHB today.
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That's hot Bill, it's only in the mid 70's here, and that's the hottest day of the year so far. I have lived in temperatures like that, in the Middle East, and it's certainly tough going. I hope you find some shade
Have fun out there, Jack.
Thanks John, a bit of a mixed bag, as I'll relate below
Good Morning Guardians
Great character - like you my friend!
I hope everyone's day is going well so far. My mate is having problems with his car, so I arranged to meet him at one of the big Leeds parks, which is equidistant from where we both live. We had coffee and some fancy cakes
The last time I was in that park, I took some photos, of a swan's nest...
Since then, Mr and Mrs Swan have had a happy event
We headed into the woods with our slingshots, making for a spot about half a mile in, where I hung up a pop can to shoot at.
We were both firing 9mm steel balls, but I noticed that a big 14mm ball had got mixed in with mine, so I changed to a different slingshot to fire it. I received this slingshot about a week ago, and it came with very heavy bands, but they're a bit too short for me.
The ball went straight into the knuckle of my index finger! Ouch!

First time I've ever hit my hand, and I had to pick a big slug to do it with!

It hurt, but I was very relieved, and surprised that I hadn't broken my hand. It began to swell and colour-up immediately though. As it wasn't broken, I wasn't too concerned, but I decided to apply some traditional Scandinavian salve, which I had in my small first aid kit. This seemed pretty effective, as 20 minutes later, the colouring had gone, and the swelling had gone down considerably.
My mate did some more shooting, and after cutting down the destroyed can, we walked back out of the woods, and my pal went off to fix his car. I decided to go and have another coffee, and a sausage sandwich
