Saturday Post Two

This morning, 2 pints of Strongbow, I remember pulling back on the bow with leather across the palm, intent on hitting the target, the bullsyeye!, or thereabouts, how strong that would make one feel, at 3.359 fo r 3 pints. . . then 5 pints in the pub before I cam ehere, and another one for goood measure, ha ha, what is that phrase?, I got to tho ivfive you five pounds, no not right now, I got to g et the busses back. Next week ok, yues essais One of Miy charachtrers. I know you like it like this as you are like this yourselveses, but an another time. Yes?