Ten pins a bowling…

On Monday evening, I had a Christmas night out with a group of girls that I grew up with.  Before going for a meal, we went ten pin bowling – the first time that I had been in about five years.  I don’t know why I hadn’t been in so long.  I love bowling – probably because I loved Grease 2 so much as a child (I still like to sing ‘We’re going to score tonight’ whenever I’m near a bowling alley).  Despite my love for the game, I never think that I’m much good at it.  I blame this on being left-handed, although I admit that’s probably just a feeble excuse for my lack of skill.  Or so I thought.  On Monday, I came third.  I felt so proud of myself – not so much for coming third, but for achieving a respectable score.  It is so satisfying to do something that you think you’re no good at and find that you’re not as bad as you thought you were.  Not only is it a confidence boost, but I think surprising yourself with what you can achieve does us all good every now and again.  We may think we know ourselves inside out, but we all have hidden talents.     

On the tenth day of Christmas my own way was to be ten pins a bowling, nine weeks a planning, eight hours a sleeping, seven scenes a snowing, six plates a spinning, fives Ro-o-ses, four simple pleasures, three finished parcels, two children’s gifts and a morning of charity.

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