Out for a duck

My relationship with anything to do with skittles started in the 1990’s when I sometimes played 10 pin bowling. I was truly terrible at it and whoever I was playing with would be very relieved when they saw me coming as they knew they wouldn’t be getting the lowest score.

In the last few years I have been a reserve in a skittle team, occasionally I am asked to play when there is absolutely no one else available, because quite simply I am the worst player in the world. So when I was asked to make up the team for a weekend shoot out, I knew they were very desperate.

We went to the Pentire Hotel in Newquay, Cornwall, which is situated right next to Fistral beach and I had the loveliest view of it from my bedroom window. As far as I was concerned, due to my lack of skittle playing skills, I was only there for a nice weekend with a lovely bunch of people.

So imagine my surprise when in the first game on Friday night I get the highest score!, it must have been a complete fluke as my form was not as good in the next 2 games. But that didn’t matter because as the highest scorer from my team, along with the next highest scorer (Iris), played in the super team playoff. This is where 2 teams are made up from the teams who didn’t make the final top 4 team playoff. It was an incredibly closely fought game, but our team won by 8 points and I have a medal to prove it.

So the moral of the story is to just go for it and hope for the best.

We all had a great time, I found it very exhausting but worth the effort and I’m glad I went.

2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Hubby
    Apr 24, 2012 @ 05:29:02

    Congratulation wife hope you are wın all your life love ya somuchxxxxx


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