“had a quick game of darts before doing h-work”
Yes, for a while there I proudly had a dartboard in my bedroom.
To my father’s probable remorse, I also had a wall full of small dart holes around said dartboard!
I don’t know if it was around this time or not, but I can remember (Yes, I can remember something???) also playing darts on a board pinned to the back of my Dad’s shed door.
Somehow, if these occurences are similarly timed, I can only guess that my lack of fine aim indoors resulted in me being forced to play the game outdoors?!