Let’s face it, I am old now. At nearly 39 years old my day rarely starts off with a bang… more a whimper and a groan as I heft myself out of the bed with the promise of yet another day where I make involuntary noises getting out of chairs or bending down to pick something up. So, when my friend Shaun told me we would indeed be starting the day banging to our hearts content I was understandably intrigued but wasn’t sure how the wife would take it… i read to the end of the text and saw he was talking about clay pigeon shooting, «Ah», I thought, «I’m much more likely to be allowed to do that» So, onwards then to Hilltop Shooting Sports where they offer a wide range of options for those inclined to point shooty things at inanimate objects and feel a wee tingle when the bullet /paint /shot hits the target and something goes splat. We indulged in clay pigeon shooting with shotguns and 50 cartridges each… it took a while to get used to the gun having never shot before but it wasn’t at all as bad as I expected. I had visions of the recoil ripping my shoulder from its socket as I inadvertently killed the instructor… actually it is quite a gentle bump and the lesson was thoroughly enjoyable. I hit 20 out of 40 of my clays which I was very happy with. The cost for a gun, 50 cartridges, 50 clays and instruction(very good by the way) was 50 Euro… there are faster ways to blow your cash, but not many. Never the less it was fun and I would do it again.