...and it's flippin' freezing! Just as well none of the twenty bowlers who turn up are fooled by the sunny skies. There's a chill wind and the temperature drops when the sun hides behind clouds. I throw fashion to the wind and wear my hood up with peaked cap beneath.
Remember why I dislike team games. Playing triples, it seems ages between my spells of three bowls. Hard to get a rhythm going, so not one of my best performances. Even worse for the Thursday evening men's league, four players per team, two bowls each. Give me the gladiatorial feel of a singles match every time.
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