If you are an archer, a Saturday morning at the White Rose, in a sports hall in southeast London, would not be that unfamiliar. The targets are set-up, the bows are unpacked and the whole club is currently preparing for a major event abroad. But things on the surface are obviously very different. The clothing, for one. The bows, for another.
In most respects, the White Rose Kyudojo is an archery club. But within the range, nothing, from the way you pick up your arrows to the way you pull them from the target, is by chance. Nothing. The arrows are placed on the ground in a specific order - as I watch one of the juniors begin to shoot, a senior archer comes and moves one of his arrows…
