swee'pea99
Squire
So anyway I'm walking down dogshit alley, and there's what looks like quite a proper cricket match going on on the left - proper kit, two umpires, the whole bit.
So I think, maybe I'll pop through and watch a few overs. Which I do.
Pretty good contest, it turns out - a decent spinner needling away from one end, bit of pace from t'other, two batsmen going for it, and doing quite well - up around 70 without loss. Sitting quietly back to the fence, and suddenly one of the batsmen hits a belter, high and in my direction. Cover my head with my hands amidst a few ragged shouts of 'head!' from the fielders and then I hear a clunk behind me in dog shoot alley and a terribly posh woman's voice say loudly: "farking hell!"
Didn't know there'd be a cabaret too
.
So I think, maybe I'll pop through and watch a few overs. Which I do.
Pretty good contest, it turns out - a decent spinner needling away from one end, bit of pace from t'other, two batsmen going for it, and doing quite well - up around 70 without loss. Sitting quietly back to the fence, and suddenly one of the batsmen hits a belter, high and in my direction. Cover my head with my hands amidst a few ragged shouts of 'head!' from the fielders and then I hear a clunk behind me in dog shoot alley and a terribly posh woman's voice say loudly: "farking hell!"
Didn't know there'd be a cabaret too
.
