The Lion and Li’nel
All-purpose bowls entertainment monologue
(with acknowledgements to Marriot Edgar and Stanley Holloway)
Instructions: replace all names highlighted in red with the names of members from your own club as appropriate
NB: if possible, replace Grant (verse 7) with a club member with an Australian accent!)
There’s a famous sea-side place called Potters
That’s noted for free booze and sun
And young Li’nel from [insert your club name here] Bowls club
Took his team there on tour to ‘ave fun
A brave soul were Lionel Smithson
Quite the bowler of renown and fame
With ‘is silvery set of extremely wide woods
‘e’d chalked many a win to his name.
T’were a grand band of bowlers at [insert your club name here]
All dressed in its best, so I’m told
With its whites and its greys and its bowls bags
The finest Bush Hill ever sold.
There was Mickey and Mick and Young Michael
And David and David and Dave
Also Coach Ron and Terence and Jerry
John Garry Jeff Philip…..and Dave.
They found their right seats on the tour bus
From the list Sue had ‘ung on the door
stowed their lunch in the overhead lockers
And their bowls ‘tween their legs on the floor.
Their coach took a route that were scenic
Through Saffron and Walden and Stump
And the puncture at Thetford got sorted
By Stav with ‘is bicycle pump.
There was Vikki and Louiza and Mary at t‘rear
Singing rugby songs. tuneful but raucous
And as Grant said “it’s grand that we’ve so many Sheilas
All joining in with the chorus.”
On ‘t sea front at ‘Opton ‘twas noted
That the waves they was fiddling and small
There were no wrecks and nobody drownded
In fact nothing to laugh at all.
Said Bob Seddon “we need some amusement”
So they paid and went into the zoo
Where there’s Lions and Tigers and camels
And real ale and sandwiches too.
There was one great big lion called Woolley
His nose were all covered in scars
He lay in a somnolent posture
With the side of ‘is face on the bars.
Now Lionel had heard about lions
How they was ferocious and mad
And to see Woolley snoozing so peaceful
It didn’t seem right to our lad
So straightway the brave [Your club name] captain
Without showing a morsel of fear
Grabbed ‘old of ‘is white speckled Lignoid
And dead drawed it to Woolley’s left ear.
You could see that the lion didn’t like it
For giving a kind of a roll
‘E pulled Li’nel into ‘t cage with him
And swallowed our club captain whole.
Then Ron who had seen what had happened
And didn’t know what to do next
Said ‘Marsha, yon lion’s ate Li’nel’
And Marsha Said ‘Eee, I am vexed.’
Then Al and Sue Wilson quite rightly
Being organisers of the trip
Complained to the animal keeper
That the lion had eaten their skip.
The keeper was quite nice about it
He said “what a nasty mishap,
Are you sure that it’s your skip he’s eaten?”
Marsha said Am I sure? Here’s ‘is cap!
The manager had to be sent for
He came and he said “What’s to do?”
Marsha said “Yon Lion’s ate Li’nel,
And him in his [Your club name here] shirt too!”
Then Wilson said “Right’s right young feller,
I think it’s a shame and a sin
For a lion to go and eat Li’nel
And after we paid to come in”
The manager wanted no trouble
He took out his purse right away
Sayin’ “How much to settle the matter?”
Sue said “What do you usually pay?”
But Marsha had turned a bit awkward
When she thought where her Li’nel had gone
She said “No, someone’s got to be summonsed!”
So that was decided upon.
Then off they went to the police station
In front of the Magistrate chap
They told him what happened to Li’nel
And proved it by showing his cap.
The Magistrate gave his opinion
That no one was really to blame
And he said that he hoped [Your club name here] Club
Would have further skips to their name.
At that Coach Ron got proper blazin’
“And thank you, sir, kindly”, said he;
“What, waste all our lives coaching bowlers
To feed ruddy lions? Not me!”
END
This post was first published on 29 December 2023. Last updated 1 October 2026.
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