Yes but it's part of my duties now to check all postsDidn't you unlike and unwatch ages ago, Paul?
Yes but it's part of my duties now to check all posts
When you say "going" this infers to me that there is a set determined place intended for the enjoyment of badminton, is this the case?Badminton again tonight - going with Mike and Ashley this time. Let's hope the ankle holds out so I'm not strapped up again for tomorrow's festivities! Might be a no-shoes-all-night approach to avoid the possibility of another awkward landing.
Yeah that would be coolMaybe I'll take along a camera tonight and grab a few snaps.
You need an outdoor shuttlecockOutdoor badminton on grass or sand is nice, but even the slightest breeze makes the game very unpredictable and unsuitable for serious play
I must say, I make a much better golfer than a tennis player, I must also say I didn't try even typing the proper term as I thought the "curse-word pwning system" was going to asterisk the whole thing on me.You need an outdoor shuttlecock
When I first saw the title for this thread, I thought Barefooting had some other mysterious meaning. Surely there couldn't be a thread 33 pages long about, well, feet?! How wrong I was...never underestimate the Xen Foro madness!
I hate feet and I'm not a barefoot-er. Unless drunk, that is. For some reason, without fail, when ever i've had one too many I end up walking around with my shoes off. It's liberating - they tie me down, they get in the way when i'm dancing on tables and telling strangers that I love them. Admittedly, it's not quite so great when I wake up with filthy black feet that take days to scrub clean, but I'll always cherish my barefooting memories.
scrub 'em while your still on tilt, that would be another fun barefoot memory.it's not quite so great when I wake up with filthy black feet that take days to scrub clean
Badminton again tonight - going with Mike and Ashley this time.
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