I can see why the season for outdoor bowls finishes by the end of September. Down the bowls club for a solo practise this evening, it was pretty obvious no-one had played all day... the grass was covered with worm casts. Very peaceful and relaxing, having the whole green to myself, though the bowls did take an occasional bumpy path.
Got quite excited with the progress up to 14th end, when I had a string of ends with far more woods within one metre of the jack than I had short, and was 10 bowls up and looking like a record result. But trailed off towards the end as I scored more short bowls than near.
Ended up with a score pretty close to the last solo practise, the only noticeable difference being a much stronger performance on long ends. Suspect that, having markedly reduced the number of short bowls I play, progress is going to be slow but sure from here on in.
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