As January comes to a close, Albert reflects over the adventures his had this month and feels a sense of excitement as to what else is coming his way. However sadly since he gave blood yesterday, he has been advised to not do too many strenuous activities.
This ment that Albert could not go mountain biking up a mountain like he had previously wanted to do today. Instead he still wanted to get some fresh air, and play one of his favourite pass times, darts.
In his youth Albert was amongst other things, a pro darts player. He was renowned around the world and many a young darts player came to him to coach them in a manner like the karate kid. He used to tell his students to go out into the wild and hone their skills, because when they do this, it is just them and the dart and there are no distractions, they can feel the dart, they think like the dart, THEY ARE THE DART.
This is why Albert decided to go into the wild to let his boxes down and have a relaxing game of darts where the pressure just oozed away. Unfortunately the media caught wind of this miraculous return of the dart messiah to the holly board and his peaceful day was ruined.
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