Horatio, Mandela, Piquet
Your boys took one hell of a beating
We know you will barely have slept waiting for the result from Acre Bottom. Well, Ramsbottom knocked off the runs. Pearson and Caton with unbeaten 90s each and a fine victory by 7 wickets.
We may start running trips.
Very good and what a lovely place for a cricket pitch; had friends in Nelson when I were a lad. Schooled at The Leys in Cambridge, a Methodist school*, there were many from mill town families there. Mate of mine, one Steven Murrells, a leggie who played for Cheshire, and in an Old Boys school match at the age of 16 completely bamboozled one Sir Freddy Brown with a leggie that the old feller was clearly not best amused.
Said family in Nelson Burnley supporters. Had they lost, they bought no Sunday papers. They'll be happy now, with Sir Vincent Kompany as manager. Father was an undertaker; very dry as Lancies can be; fuelled their fires with coffin off cuts.
*I recall with awe a sermon given to us by the late great Donald Soper. The Leys also had, as had many Victorian schools, a "mission" in the East End. "The Leysian Mission" a fine old Victorian brick building in the style of St. Pancras, if not quite so grand, still impressive.
https://www.londonremembers.com/subjects/leysian-mission
Every year we would have a football match against Lads from the mission; they'd bus up to Cambridge with families and take our nominal football team to pieces. That said, we didn't play football. However, with so many Lancies there, every summer evening we had impromptu games, and the last summer I was there, beat the Mission team. And a hoohaa when one of our bad boys, known as "Rocker" Smith as a result of his quiff, was found enjoying the gifts of one of the East End lasses on the top of Fen House. Hey ho.
Happy days. Thanks for the memories!