Let me make one thing nice and sparkling clear: I am not at home to lawn bowls. That is, I wasn't until the other day.
Imagine chasing Ashley Simpson* through a field of warm grassy temptation, with your best beige sweater billowing in the early morning breeze. Now picture her bathing in a secluded clearing, half covered and glowing in the amber dawn. You edge ever closer and to your horror, discover she's 82 years old and denture-having.
This has always been the problem with Lawn Bowls.
But what would happen if there were no old people on the Green? We decided to find out: http://www.nowfm.com.au/stuff/bowls.mp3
*Girls, try Zac Efron instead.
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