Stealth Bomber

A balmy Thursday evening, blue skies, high temperatures, a slimline Bomber (no that's not a drink !)- it can't be April in North Moreton-pinch yourself, it's real. First fixture is Footballers CC XI or was it XIII. FCC traditionally borrow players from Moreton and from Blewbury, with the original "footballing" qualification long forgotten; nevertheless a thoroughly enjoyable fixture, with due credit to their captain with his shiny new bat, for not over-using their more skilled artisans.

Moreton welcomed back its "old faces", some with a new look- did you spot the difference above ?

The youngsters included Al, Joe and newboy Josh "Hello Mr Waxley" Slade. Bowling first, it was youth to the fore with Al & Joe both picking up 3 wickets, and Sam, unlucky not to get a stumping. "Experience" were happy offering skip advice on field placings, naturally ensuring there was nobody at home when the ball was edged to slip- sorry mate ! Badger's donkey drops were effective, but Volvo's weren't (despite the wicket) and FCC accelerated to a respectable 127.

T.O.P started brightly, and the spectator who can't be named was apparently upset that his "house" was under threat; on a point of law, and for the record, I think you'll find it's a bungalow. Stealth was in next, and despite suffering from a vast array of ailments, proceeded to smash the ball around the park in entertaining fashion; the hours of net practice on his own are really starting to pay off. Meanwhile Paddy was accumulating at the other end in the anchor role, unruffled even when hit on the head by a Wags bouncer. Wags was also playing at being a bit of an anchor, and was berated by his captain for being "the worst ringer I've ever had" duly demoted to scoreboard duty. Sam hit Josh for a 6, and immediately apologised, Jonny finished with a swagger, the duck hat was not required, and a comfortable win rounded off a great evening.

Next week it's Wallingford Squash Club