Back from the Americas I find myself roped into the annual Sods Green versus Knickers Drift charity cricket match.
Although supposedly a ‘friendly’ game, I have to report that it was all out war! Rivalry has been rife between these two neighbouring villages since 1930, when team captain Percy Smithington’s Great Great Grandfather was found cheating in the Inter-County Conker Championships’. Turns out his seemingly unbeatable ‘ninety-sixer’ was fashioned from a cast iron composite, a discovery which put paid to the reign of Knickers Drift winning the rights to graze their animals on Sods Common.
True to family form, on the day of the cricket match ‘Sixer Smithington’ was yet again caught ball tampering, secretly fiddling about in his trouser pocket with a pair of ladies sewing scissors.
Despite his best efforts to thwart our endeavours, us Sods emerged triumphant when I caught Smithington out on his second bat, after Tommy Tankerton bowled an unexpected googly just before tea!
All good fun and £3, 5 shillings and sixpence raised for the St. Margaret’s Home for Out of Work Sheepdogs.
“HOW WELL WE FIELDED! AND HOW WELL WE BOWLED!”
“AND HOW WELL WE WHOOPED SMITHINGTON’S ARSE!”
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