On one of our many caravan holidays with the Grand parents. Me, Sam and my mate Colin all bought a bb gun each! Now I know it sounds like a recipe for disaster letting two 13 and one 7 year old have bb guns un-supervised but in the eyes of everyone else we acted with the upmost maturity and hardly used them. BUT once all three girls and grandparents went out for the evening we gracefully stayed behind and said we would get ready and meet them out, bad move, because the caravan then became our very own battlefield! Using every pillow, sofa cushion and table to build a base each the three of us pelted each other for hours until me and Cole only had a few bb’s left and some how Sam had hundreds and would eventually end up winning! Slightly embarrassing the two lads of 13 been beat by a 7 year old, that’s why no-one really knows about it to this day, as everything was tidied up before meeting everyone else and the three boys were sworn to secrecy, the only real evidence was only found by our Nan who was constantly every day picking little plastic bb’s off the floor and giving them back to us, unbeknown to her they would be flying around the caravan that night? Good times.