How do chaps, had a trip down memory lane yesterday. back in 1972 when I was ten one Saturday I was dragged around town with my mum and sisters shopping, I hated it (nothing has changed) in and out of shops we went, the last one I stayed outside next to it was a Sports/Fishing Tackle shop in the window was a Milbro catapult, this to me was the ultimate a proper cattie, up and till then I'd made all my own from lolly sticks and hair band to natural forks, loads of different ones, this one was my dream one, I decide I was going to have it, after 3 months of doing work around the house and garde