I’ll just rub it in. If you couldn’t make it, you missed out on a great afternoon at Stoney Ley for the first Tuesday rollup of the season.
It was a slightly unusual afternoon in that the sun shone throughout and Barry Kirby was ACTUALLY PLAYING rather than shepherding us into groups. We all did that ourselves. Pat on the back, us!
The other unusual spectacle was of David Harington, who appeared to have brought part of his toilet U-Bend with him, to watch the afternoon’s croquet. Unfortunately, I couldn’t get a photograph of it and I didn’t like to ask just in case he was in the middle of some sort of breakdown. Our thoughts are with you, David, at this difficult time.
I only heard John Guy shout at someone to close the gate once, and not one person referred to the 13th as ‘Golden.’ Again, pat on the back, us. Having said that, he did tell us all to get out of his eyeline at least three times. Ah, let the good times roll!
Speaking personally, it was joyous to see members happy in their natural environment again, and it was particularly good to see Keith Parsons looking a fine specimen once again, although he did threaten to rip me apart on the lawns in the near future.
As John Guy said in his last email, the grass is still a little bit longer than is ideal, but it added to the challenge of getting used to whacking the balls again after such a long layoff.
Now, I’m content!
Paul Felton