JEDI July: Day 24 - The one where I was bashed at bowling

Evening folks. Now, I am fully aware that JEDI July seems to be falling apart at the seams a little this week, what with all the exciting stuff going on. However, fear not, as I still fully intend to 'catch up' on the days that I've 'missed' - especially as they were all so brilliant! For now, however, the best way to tackle the problem is to get back into the swing of things - so hold on tight, here we go...!

Today I enjoyed my first proper lie-in for days, not getting up until gone 10, followed by a beautifully lazy morning watching the CBBC/CITV channels (art attack - woo!) and surfing t' internet. Lovely and quiet also as Mum and Lydia were in Chichester and Dad was at work, with the only interruptions being the phone, the door and my rumbling stomach!

And it would have stayed that way all day had I not previously agreed to help our 83 year old honarary curate with his new computer. I was a little sceptial as I have no experience of computer tuition, nor had I previously spoken with Richard for any length of time. However, my fears proved to be unfounded and we spent a good hour and a half discussing and practicing how to perform many basic PC tasks. He is a speedy and intuitive learner and was particularly keen to get to grips with keyboard shortcuts as using a mouse is a particular challenge. However, the crowning glory has to be fixing the webcam microphone and witnessing an unaided skype conversation between Richard and his son, all of which just goes to show that you are never to old to learn something new!

After tea tenpin bowling was on the cards with Lydia and Ernest, though for once it was I who summoned Ern early, so that we could have a quick bash with the new cricket set. Tennis balls were bowled, tonked - and then lost - left, right and centre for nearly half an hour before, having removed half a bush from my hair, it was time to head into town.

Bowling was - to put it bluntly - a disaster...that is, if points totals are taken into account! We paid for three games at a fairly reasonable £12. In my first round I managed an exceedingly average 104, beaten by Lydia on 106 but ahead of Ern on 99. However, after that I got a shockingly awful 74, with L romping to victory on 112, then in the final game (bumpers down this time), my barely improved 79 was easily topped by Ernest. In other words - teeedious!

Anger was expelled by wolfing down chips, bowling into a 'dead' lane and then whupping Ern at air hockey, and this made the evening predominantly enjoyable as opposed to simply irritating!

I was shipped back home while the others went on to Ern's house for a change. Dad and I enjoyed QI and Mock the Week (hurrah for Dave), then we had a look at photos from the past few days which he hadn't yet seen.

What a jolly old day! Matt phoned this evening and, despite, being ill during the week, he is looking forward to the footy tomorrow...as am I! See you later chaps!