Where brains? Where brains gone?

My brains have all been bowled out. It's an occasional hazard of bowling one's brains out. Whilst I would prefer not to relate most of my scores over the four games of bowling (I'm at least consistently inconsistent - for what that's worth) I will report that I won game two with a very restecpable (yes yes) 145.

Also of note was the highest score of the evening. It was going to be The Network with a mighty (for us lowly non-expert bowlers) 155 until the Kidsis, out of nowhere, pulled a spare, a turkey, another spare and another strike out of her metaphorical bowling satchel. The Network couldn't believe his eyes as she pipped his 155 with a nice n' tasty 156. Disaster!

Anyhow. The weekend has left me sore but contented I must say. One lesson that I will pass on to you completely free of charging runs thusly:
Never play over an hour's foop-ball, play poker until 3, wake up after only 4 hours sleep and play another 90 minutes of foop-ball without expecting implications. True story.

Time for me to mosey on around aboot now. Have a good day. Yes yes.

voerndoot