The Joys of Swingball*

Despite my plan to set up my new swingball set today (left the old one outside in all weathers and it rusted and went strange, oops), the heavens did *not* open and thus I was able to indeed set it up on the patio. Er, eventually. First I had to dig it out of the annexe, and then was halfway through filling the base with water for stability when I started going light-headed and realised I'd not eaten enough lunch.

Two glasses of milk and a portion of grapes later -

Swingball set up, hit the ball, pole waggled all over the place. Damn.

*consults instructions*

Oh, that's what the yellow plastic thingy is for, gives it more stability. Oops.

*affixes yellow thing*

Hit the ball.

*waggle waggle*

Hmm, more water?

*adds water to base right to the brim*

Hit the ball

*waggle sway wobble*

Oh wait, maybe the paving stones are a bit uneven

*slides swingball set*

Hit the ball.

Wheeeeeeeee! Hit hit swing hit, duck, meep, swing hit hit, backhand, forehand, change hands, get second bat out, hit hit hit.

Yep, still likes my swingball

:-)

* - the pole with a tennisball on a string thing