Guns. After the thrill has gone...

I shot a Kalashnikov a few weeks ago and other assault weapons. Semi-automatic rifles. This is not a macho boast. We were in Riga in Latvia and it’s a thing you can do. Apparently, lots of Stag dos go there to do this.

The man who supervised us was a Robbie William’s fan and had been to his gig the night before. He drove us to the outskirts of Riga, we showed ID and there we were in some basement room with guns, headphones and the adrenalin pumping. The smell, the visceral buzz, the cartridges flying everywhere. It is thrilling.