Pathfinders Club (Solihull)

44 Bowlers crowded into the Navigation Inn, Wootton Wawen all ready to do battle.

But it seemed to me that some players were plotting some under-hand tactics.

Take for instance the winner of the best male bowler. A young recruit of Her Majesty’s Armed Forces no less, who sweet talked his Nan into giving up her ticket. He told her that has she had been tramping around London with her other Grand Children she must be really very tired and that he would help her out by taking he place at the skittle evening! A dastardly plan I think you will agree!

And then we have the lady, who not only won the best female bowler, but had the highest score of the evening, an average of eight skittles down out of nine for every turn. She ‘claimed’ to have bad knees and did not think that she could stand to bowl. Ho how they practice their deceit to suck us in!

And what was going on at the other end of the alley?

It was noted that some skittles that were knocked down from rebounds were counted, other peoples rebounds were stood back up and not allowed. So was there a deeper conspiracy abroad that night?

We all know what happened at the Admiral Benbow, next skittles night beware you plotters or Blind Pew will be back with the dreaded Black Spot!