Camperdown Bowling & Recreation Club

My brother had broken his leg at soccer and I was out celebrating. The two weren’t linked, they were separate incidences, but I thought it might be fun to pair the two to project the fact that they might be and then reveal that they weren’t with this explaining statement.
I was wrong, it was not fun at all. It was mundane. However, it does beg the question, where were you out celebrating? Well, we were at the Camperdown Bowling Club. Celebrating what? I don’t know. I was your classic tag along.
But we rocked up after soccer to the Camperdown Bowling Club for some lawn bowls and a few beverages.
Saturday evening and I walk into the club house and it’s full of families and a polka band. The décor is reminiscent of a tacky 70’s swingers bar. Not that I would have any expertise or knowledge in that area, but that’s my first thought.
The beer is cold and goes down well, the service quick and the polka, polkaing. Out on the green the game of lawn bowls has devolved into a bunch of tipsy young adults standing around drinking their beers and tasting their wines. There aren’t many who turn up to bowling greens to bowl these days anyway, at least not after morning tea time.
From the Camperdown Bowling Club it’s a short walk to King Street, where the night progresses. Plenty of pubs and plenty of restaurants a stones throw from the green.
A few weeks later and I’m back with a different group of friends, this time it’s daytime and this time they intend to bowl. I am terrible at it, I say, «It’s a stupid game anyway!!» and storm off, but at least the ginger beer I drank there was nice.

If it’s a nice sunny day then a game of lawn bowls with a group of friends over a drink (or jugs of drinks) is a great combination and The Camperdown Bowling Club allows for exactly that. In fact it doesn’t even have to be a sunny day but it does make it all the more pleasant. There’s even a couple of tennis courts if you feel you need something to raise the heartbeat a bit more.
Inside is nothing flash and quite old. If you’ve seen the Mick Molloy movie Crackerjack it’s almost identical to that and if you haven’t seen it, if you just think very old school bowling club then you can pretty much picture what you’ll get.
But it’s all good. There’s a food menu if you need to soak up those jugs of drinks and if you’re there on the right day you may be lucky enough to grab a sausage sizzle or two.
Sunny or not, a good fun afternoon to be had at The Camperdown Bowlo.