Feat of clay
It was a fair bet that one of our group was going to be a good shot and tennis coach Feyi was most likely to be adept at eye-hand co-ordination. He didn’t disappoint. As soon as we vacated the classroom for the field, he served up a number of ‘aces’, the clays shattering out of the sky, breaking the calm of the day.
He had set the standard and the question was would any of us fellow shooters come close? After a morning learning theory, brushing up on the law, how to conduct ourselves and, most importantly,
