Beaten

We enjoyed a few games of tenpin after a fairly lengthy drive to pick up a new letterbox cover that some b@gger decided to purloin from our front wall.

I was quite proud of my middle game score of 184 but it wasn’t enough to stop me being solidly trounced by the legendary heel kicker.

Home in time for an early supper before a great catch up with Aestus and his Missus.