Bowling

I’m not sure when lawn bowls made the shift from being the denizen of oldsters in white uniforms (hats compulsory) to the kind of recreation anyone can enjoy, sans-uniform, even sans-shoes, beer in hand. But now everyone’s playing, and I’m not averse to the occasional game myself. (I even belong to a bowling club, but that’s another story.) This bowling ball belongs to one of my oldest friends, and although I don’t know where she got it, her uncanny radar for flea market bargains was no doubt utilised. The K closely resembles Copperplate Gothic 29AB with it’s even, straight strokes, small serifs, and the way the leg joins the arm quite high up. Here the arm joins the vertical stroke lower than in the digital version.