As you know, the Beans deserted us for the weekend and only came back Monday night. Of course that meant none of this walking in the grass. Instead we were locked up on Saturday morning and we were not happy about it.
This is why they left us. They went to the Beretta Shooting Championships and dad was going to shoot lots of pigeons. We asked him to bring the fev-vers home for us, but he said they were made of clay not fev-vers. We never heard anything so silly. Whoever heard of fev-vers made of clay?
This is our dad shooting the clay fev-vers. The man sitting down keeps score of how many he gets.
He had to go to fifteen different stands and get as many as he could. He knew he wouldn't be a high scorer because all the top shooters were there, but he went for the experience. He had to use a Beretta gun which he hadn't used before because his own gun is a Browning and he wouldn't be allowed to use that. Mum said she thought he did very well anyway.
When mum wasn't watching the shooting, she watched the huge fev-vers in the lake.
It looks like dad found it very tiring. He fell asleep when he got back to the hotel.