I don't think croquet lawns are supposed to work like bowling greens...a few holes and (in our case) old ploughing channels here and there just give character to the game. The main problem I find, though, is the tendency of the four-footeds, who watch the game with avid curiosity, to decide to intervene without warning and remove one or other of the balls from the field of play so that they can quietly investigate exactly what it is that we're doing...and more importantly, whether the thing is edible!
Hello Pomiane, reminds me of Alice in Wonderland. at least your croquet mallets don't walk off! :)