OFF ON A TANGENT ABOUT TARGETS
My husband and his older brother liked to play darts. One day they got into an argument over something about the game. My husband was about 7 or 8 at the time. He had quite a temper and as his brother turned to leave the room, he threw a dart at his brother’s backside. Obviously he’d been on the losing end of the argument! I don’t recall what his punishment was for that little trick, but the family laughed about it for years. The Queen Mum lets loose a dart in 1937. During rehabilitation following her accident resulting in brain injury, one of my eldest daughter’s exercises was to toss darts at a dartboard. Here, her therapist helps her stand up to reach for a dart. I took a picture of the result! She’s right-handed, but that side of her body was not yet working properly, so she threw these darts left-handed. Not too shabby! Arrows fly toward these targets. I tried my hand at archery for a while but I lacked the necessary ha...