50-50-4

 I'm never going to get that bastard, am I? . . . an ongoing series.

In fairness, it's not a shot I'm religiously going for everyday. It only really comes up when I'm playing - and losing - at Cricket against the Russ Bray app.

50-50-11

 I'm never going to get that bastard, am I?

Close but no cigar

 Getting closer? No idea.

Happy/Sad

  . . . and I had so much of the bullseye to aim at with that third dart.

New Board, Old Bull . . .

 

It's February 21st, a Sunday afternoon and I'm just posting this now whilst waiting for the football to start, and for Celtic to go through the motions against Ross County. I'm very hit and miss when it comes to the bull, so this is the closest I've ever come to the elusive triple bullseye throw. It's not something I religiously aim for but somewhere down the line, I'd like to knock it off my darting bucket list.

And the new board? Seven weeks on it's in the closet behind old trainers and surplus Christmas wrapping paper. The bounce outs were doing my nut in. Staples on dart boards are not your friend. See what happens when you try and do the right thing by buying local?