Ten-pin Bowling

After dinner last night, we went ten-pin bowling.

Of course, I was streets ahead of the rest of them.

 It's all to do with technique...

 And the leg kick

Yes, I found the leg kick to be absolutely necessary. Mind you, the necessity wasn't for good scoring, but rather to keep me from falling flat on my face.

As the game progressed, I became more skilled...

 Can you tell?

 All that effort.... I think I pulled a muscle...

 Put on a brave face, Anne. You cannot seriously tell folks you pulled a muscle rolling a ball down an alley.

I mean, if I'd been playing squash, or doing karate, or running a marathon. Or even just running. Maybe even just up the stair.... then there would be some excuse. 

But chucking a ball down an alley? 

 After all that effort, can you see where the ball has gone? Into the gutter.

Never mind, my faithful band of followers were there to console me. What a delightful crowd of people I own as friends. Huh!

This fellow's technique wasn't much better...

... but was he competitive? 

You are dead right he was. So, so competitive!

Isn't this one adorable..

... except when she's laughing at my downfall.

Oh, talking of technique: we have...

 Katie's egg-laying technique;

the Wee Guy's chucking-the-scraps-to-the-hens technique

You know, I have no idea where that thought came from. I haven't seen scraps being chucked to hens in about thirty years, and yet this is what came to mind when I saw the stance in this photo.

Are there any psychologists out there? Is there something you could tell me? Actually, keep it to yourselves: I think I'd rather not know, thank you.

 There were some with better technique...

 Catherine ended the game in 2nd place.

 But our winner was...

Heather!


These Americans. They're everywhere.
And winning too!