I know, I know, I'm not even 30 yet but I've fancied playing for ages, having a village bowls club was one of my criteria when me and Jen bought our first house in Yorkshire (it got over ridden by living near some good rock climbing instead) . I'm not sure what it is about bowls that I'm drawn to, maybe the balmy summer evenings, the gentle knock of bowl against jack, the quietly spoken "good bowl" and the muted applause drifting on the breeze. It wasn't quite like that for me because Invergarry Bowling club play indoors, but still, it was great fun and I definitely heard applause at one point - unfortunatley not after any of my attempts. Actually I did ok, I even won a couple of games but I think my opponent Frances was taking it pretty easy on me.
After all that excitement last night, I spent a few hours volunteering at a charity car wash today, Jen was still digging holes in the garden (I think she's trying to escape or something) but she is now heading off up to Ullapool for a night or two with some munro bagging friends.
Anyway, I've got a hostel to run.
--Matt
2 comments:
Have you seen the film blackball?
I thought moving to the highlands was supposed to turn you into a scotish mountain crag hero, not a flat green ball pusher!
Back to top roping some mods!
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