A Fat, Grouchy Archer

My archery instructor, Rob, referred to himself last week as "the fat, grouchy one." That said, he was very pleased with his group's progress tonight and is hoping to get us graduated off ahead of schedule. I also got some nice pictures of myself doing things wrong, as you'll see below. Prior to archery, my day didn't exactly go as I had planned.

I went to the Exeter Southernhay Rotary Club meeting this morning, as is becoming my usual for Tuesdays, and was called upon to give a brief introduction of myself. I was able to come up with something that apparently did the job, and several of the members talked to me afterward about their historical interests. I enjoyed that and got invited to visit the Topsham Museum with one of them.

After that, I had a lovely time in class (especially in the pre- and post-class discussions with my classmates), and then returned home to eat lunch and change clothes, as I was still in my dress clothes from the Rotary meeting this morning. I found, to my horror, that two of my three pairs of trousers had gotten holes worn into them, which forced me to go on a shopping spree. After much trying (and discovering that I'm quite fatter in European sizes than in American ones, because European sizes use bigger numbers), I was a bit grouchy, but I had managed to find four pairs of trousers that fit. Total cost for them: a little under £35! I found them at Marks & Spencer, of all places, which is a higher-end department store (they were on clearance). After that adventure, I went home for dinner, and then on to archery, thus making me a fat, grouchy archer, just like Rob. He'd be so proud!

By the way, I'm not just trying to sound British my using the word "trousers." There is an important distinction between "trousers" and "pants" in British English. In essence, trousers are an outer garment, and pants are an undergarment. I'm sure you can sort the details out.