Just so you know, I didn't go to the pub on Saturday at 4pm or any other time.
Isn't blogging a useful tool!
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MGT Cricket Club started out as drunken banter on a Friday night out in The Grouse, Brampton, Chesterfield. We are a collection of mixed ability sloggers and pie-chuckers playing in Chesterfield's Mid-Week Twenty20 league.
And neither did I.
ReplyDeleteMe either. But I may do one day.
ReplyDeleteGlad to see we are all embracing the new technology without the tiniest bit of cynicism.
I do know however that Mr Smith went to the Grouse on Friday...and was seen throwing shapes like Travolta in his pomp. And throwing sweat on young ladies, like Pete Sutcliffe in his heyday.
ReplyDeleteI was there to witness this truly great spectacle. There was even a re-enacment of the legendary feeding the chickens dance first aired by Mr Andrews on Davs stag doo.
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