Out with the woolies to start, seven flying the flag. Wot’s this, Nipper’s sold the pram and got an ol’ boys electric thingy.
Funny ol’ day for scoring, strong wind taking its toll.
The Laneman led the field on 32, Dr G struggling in for 31.
Not much else to say so home to see a cracker of a Challenge Cup final – for those who’s eyes are only on the roundball game-for-gentlemen-played-by-hooligans, this is men’s sport, none of that poncy diving round and crying like babies. . .