Bowling along to Skeggy

Listening to the groans as backs were bent to put on the special shoes made me concerned at the health and safety issues involved for the Social team. Had we done a risk assessment? Most certainly not as I shudder to think what we would have found!!

We were split into 3 chain gangs, although I think the official term is teams.

I noticed that the engineer responsible for the bowling lanes turned pale as we staggered in, and his fears were fully justified as we consistently sabotaged the equipment and sent him scurrying into the bowels of the machine to sort us out.

The word blistering comes to mind but this relates to the damage to our fingers rather than the pace of the games. Mid-way through the first game the fire alarm went off and we were dispatched to a very cold car park while the fire service confirmed the false alarm.

Now who set off the alarm? Was it the frustrated engineer? Some of the female members of our group are capable of anything for the sight of 3 fire engines full of big strapping firemen, but surely not?

We eventually got through 2 games, inspired by the prospect of a chip supper afterwards. Geoff Newstead took some great pictures to blackmail us with at a later date, and Brian Weaver displayed a silky technique that defied his age and would have claimed him as champion with just a little more luck.

We all had a great time and this looks to be a regular event on the Social Team programme. Thank you to Barbara for arranging it.

David Simcox