Margaret, Richard and I headed to the local oval on Saurday, armed with cold chicken, grapes, champagne and sundry nibblies, to watch a local cricket match.I have no idea who was playing but we took great delight in cheering good shots and the fall of wickets with things like "Oh, cracking shot, Curruthers!" and "Oh, I say, that was a damn fine ball, Abernathy!".
We did get a few funny looks from the players on both sides but, hey, we had a great time.
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I was going to say it sounded much like a British movie.......do they actually talk that way, well yes I guess that they do. But it does sound fun and funny. For me the food would have been the best part. haha
ReplyDeleteSounds like a fun afternoon, Lee...did you run into Chief Inspector Barnaby of Midsomer Murders? I wondered where you disappeared to over the weekend!
ReplyDeleteI'm presently watching the Super Bowl.
"Chairs" old chap! ( Said with a glass of bubbly raised on high).
ReplyDeleteWe pukka sahibs must stick together old chap - there are not many of us left. I hope you enjoyed tiffin after the match. (Salmon and cucumber sandwiches with a large glass of Pimms for preference, you know). Chin, Chin!
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