Quagmire

THURSDAY

After a hot and sunny day, I headed down to the bowls club for this evening’s match against Bettws yn Rhos, who are sitting comfortably at the top of the division table.

As the first four games got underway, the heavens opened and the green quickly started to resemble a boating lake. At one point we were considering abandoning the match. Although the rain had stopped by the time I went on to play at number 9, the surface was still a quagmire in places causing the bowls to stop dead —not ideal for my style of play.

Each team ended up with five winners, but we lost out on the aggregate score. I just missed out in my own game, losing 19–21.