part of this is bittersweet, as the bowls season has come to an end, and at this time of year I realise how I'll miss it in winter, and how bowling, and the people involved benefit my own wellbeing.
Anyway, this time last year we (as a club) were in a certain amount of disarray. We didn't want to play at our then "home", and someone had bought it and evidently wanted us gone, and told us so 12 months ago. We'd moved there as an easy fix to being kicked off our previous "home".
We've been nomads for some years after our original home was closed by the owners, and then our second home was allocated to be built on.
We needed some roots, and some new bowlers.
To an extent, being kicked off energised us into finding a new home. It's much better than (to be fair) most of our other locations in recent years, and we should be settled there. It's much closer for most of the team, but a fair bit further for me to travel.
However, the point for me was wanting to move with a load of supportive people, rather than join a new club.
To be fair, we've only just been able to get through the season in many ways, and on a saturday (where I captain the team) we had more than one scare of a saturday morning as to whether we had enough players!
However, we had our last game saturday, needing to win the match and to have 7+ definite winners to top our league, and we just about managed it!
Combined with winning one other midweek league, and coming 2nd in the oter midweek league, not a bad first season in a new home!
