We fielded 9 people in our nice new red tops and Paul formed teams from those who entered. He was short of one person to make up a team so asked if Trevor Harris would play. Trevor had come to watch because he has a poorly throwing shoulder so he would only be able to play with his left hand (and, he said be 'pretty hopeless'), and with borrowed boules (mine!). Well, like a Trojan, he agreed to 'have a go' and made up a team with Eric and Joan – both strong players, so no pressure on Trevor! Loren had to scoot off at lunch time, so he would play 3 games and then I would substitute for him for the 2 afternoon games (which I did, using his boules which are heavier than mine …).
The day was cloudy but warm and we started with Paul handing out the playing sheets and we all observed a minute's silence. Then we set to. Loren's game went on longer than he anticipated, so he left after 2 games, having won 1. So I took over and won one game before lunch and one after. And the temperature climbed.
I ended up coming 7th. Phew. We left before the Final was played but were thrilled to learn that our Club was represented in the 'top' three places and Trevor and his cunning left hand came 5th. Well done all.