On the Therapeutic Value of Darts

In these very strange times, many of us are spending way too much time on screens and/or keyboards. I was starting to suffer headaches and a pain in the shoulder when a bright idea struck. I don’t get many so they are easy to recognise when they do turn up. Why not put up a dartboard?

It has worked wonders.
Every hour I go around the clock, which means I get a different length to focus on, a different action for my right arm and I acquire a useful (?) life skill.
And the pain in neck and shoulders has gone.
OK, so to start with it took me a significant part of the hour, but that’s improving…

For those of you tempted to do likewise the standard height from the floor to the bullseye on the dartboard is 5 feet 8 inches (1.73 m), while the oche (distance between the front of the board and the toeline) should measure 7 feet 9¼ inches (2.37 m). Just don’t put it on the back of a door which someone might walk through.

On the Kindness of Strangers

Driving back home one day I was horrified to see a whole lot of white smoke appear from behind the dashboard on my trusty Volvo. Wafting a bit of it towards me to smell it I was relieved that it was steam rather than smoke – so it was a burst heater matrix (fixable) rather than an electrical fault (probably serious enough write off the car).

The next place to pull off happened to be a building site. I parked up on the slip road, opened the bonnet and indeed the coolant header was empty. So I went up to the security man on the barrier to ask if he could get me some water.

He comes over to confirm the diagnosis, goes back into the site and brings out a 5 litre water fountain bottle full of water. I pour that in, he goes back to re-fill it. And gives me the bottle.

Gratefully I offer him a tenner for his trouble, which he absolutely refuses.

With stops to refill the coolant system and the bottle I get home.

  • He could have just told me to go away – but he didn’t.
  • He could have kept the bottle – but he didn’t
  • He could have accepted the tenner – but he didn’tWithout thought of reward, he just helped. It doesn’t half make life better.