Crackerjack in the wet

Ventured forth for our first taste of Twilight Bowls last evening. Now many immediately think only 70-something year olds play lawn bowls...but between you,me and the fence post not only were 3/4 of them(male and female) under 40 but it could be a an untapped social event to meet people(partners?),rather than the meat markets at pubs/clubs.
No one was in their whites...jokes,cheering, general frivolity and jocularity was heard loudly across the Greens - none of the hushed heavy silences you see on televised competition bowls.
The toddler running amok across the greens was just redirected to his toys and no one had a hissy.
Jocularity continued even during the sudden downpour with slippery fingers scrabbling to collect bowls,mats,jacks,bags and head for the bar.
Ahh yes the bar - open before and after the bowls,with prices waaaaay cheaper than your local pub(hmmm Mick Molloy in Crackerjack was onto something there !).
For a night out for cheap fun and laughs call...your local bowls club !