So summers in London are great, you get all sorts of different pop ups, including.. bowls!
My housemate was celebrating her birthday on Friday night and booked a group of us in at Festibowl, which has taken up its place in Finsbury Square right near Moorgate.
Not really knowing what to expect, as I had never played, I went clutching her birthday card and had a glass of champagne thrust into my hand.
Turns out, much like darts, I get better at it the more I drink! By the end I got that bloody bowl right next to the jack, not that anyone was looking by then though.
I definitely would recommend going if you can and I want to try and fit in another visit before it disappears end of July.
You could say I was bowled over..(soz not soz)