Bowled Over

Still feeling like I have tennis balls instead of tonsils and a sinusey headache so suggested activities to children I felt sure they would turn down;
Audley End? Boring
Cinema? Nope
Bowling? OK!

So off we went into Cambridge. Alfie thrashed poppy and me then we met up with D who had just found someone's wallet on Hills Road bridge. We found the chaps name then I rang the police station to say that we had it and would drop it in later, in case the owner rang. What a palaver that was. After listening to 2 recorded messages (one of which asked me if I wanted to request a custardy sweet which I refused seeing as we were on our way to lunch and I'm not a big fan of puddings) got through to PC 'Can't-be-arsed' who didn't even ask my name so we decided to google the owner and in 30 seconds knew where the owner of the wallet worked and gave him a ring.
D took us to the Salisbury for lunch and the very grateful chap met us there and claimed his wallet.
Job done!