The Senior’s Christmas Lunch is thisย SUNDAY 13 DECEMBER at 12:30pm
If you have not done already give your name to Paul Brewer at Thursday Coffee morning or contact Mary Rogersย on 737475 if you wish to book.

The Senior’s Christmas Lunch is thisย SUNDAY 13 DECEMBER at 12:30pm
If you have not done already give your name to Paul Brewer at Thursday Coffee morning or contact Mary Rogersย on 737475 if you wish to book.

We are fine although it seems to have been raining for days. Richard fitted a water barrel to the shed roof yesterday and it is already full. Richard took Nell out in his oilskins , she was not impressed as Richard is rather tall but by the time he got to the woods it had stopped raining (for a while). Many things have been cancelled due, mostly ย to the high winds.
The lights and market stalls were due to be switched on last Sunday but were cancelled. It was thought they it might happen this week but the weather is bad again and the stall holders have other shows to go to. If we have any sense it is better to stay at home in the dry which I think most people are doing . The folk in Maryport and Flimby seem to have been hit the worst according to the television last night. The drains just cannot cope.
Off to the Pie and Chips, what a night to chose to go out at least the hall is only 5mins away.
Every other week some of the gentlemen of Wing indulge their fantasies by gathering at Alan Hodkinson’s games room, known to all as “The Jammie Break”. Not that they are not all masters of their chosen sport, it’s just that those words are heard most evenings.
Please don’t get the idea that they do other than take the game seriously, look at Angus. If that’s not serious contemplation your scribe is a Dutchman.
And there again if you were a ball would you dare to miss a pocket after that glare from Mark Sayers?

There are a few attendees that demonstrate an admirable lack of concern, look at the way Richard Bateman tackles a similar ball. Relaxed has to be the style.

The Newsham boys, Robert and Ian, having had a long misspent youth can of course take all this gamesmanship in their stride

While the game is going on Dennis uses his authority to keep order at the bar. He has just discovered someone has had his Sausage roll. He prefers Rugby anyway.

Ivan Smith usually takes these evenings with some amusement and is rarely seen not smiling. Paul Comben and Andy Howarth, once suitably lubricated, usually see the lighter side of the frames as does John Hacket, often seen to be counting under his breath a habit started when he ran the hall’s books.

Not to be confused with the light hearted attitude seen South of the Border, Roger the Clock likes to take a more considered approach, often having to be goaded into making a move at all with his cue. Several times there were going to be calls for a medic as the others thought his back had locked up.

At this, one of the last Snooker evenings Mick Rogers, for ever planning ahead, was busy explaining to Alan how he was thinking to use the evenings as an example of a team building exercise with the Royal Scouting Association. But he would include Pickled Onions and a camp fire.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย However, Alan Hodkinson, host for the evenings has been forced to sell the table and move off to Oakham, He denies it is because of the fuss the event has caused. One of his near neighbours having moved, it is thought, in disgust at the carry on. The players are all mortified and have assured their spouses they will do their best to sink back into a quiet respectable lifestyle again. They all miss the Snooker evenings and would wish to thank Alan for his hospitality and the great time had by them all.ย For his part Alan has given Wing Church a handsome donation on the understanding the vicar will not use the games evenings as an example in his sermons.
All the best Alan, you will be missed!

Now that’s when they looked after people.

The first games night was held at the Hall on Friday 27th evening.
There was a full complement of amusements laid out, Darts Pool and Bowls. The ladies had brought a cornucopia of eats and nibbles and a fair selection of drinks were also available.

What was sorely lacking was participants. At enormous expense Doreen was tempted out on what was, admittedly, a wild night. But she gave us all a master class on Bowls and how it should be done. We all gathered round to learn the art. It will obviously take us tyros some time to get to her standard but it was interesting to watch her giving it her all.

Your correspondent took on the O’Boyle lads for a game of Darts and not only got thrashed but managed to get a couple of darts into the wall. There may well be questions in the house about hooligans allowed to play. In future some protection will have to be arranged or the Hall is going to get damaged.
Robert King showed some of his miss spent youth by performing on the pool table, all he needed was a cigarette dangling from his lips and we would have had another master class.
Richard (keep death of the streets) Tulloch with his cough and Mary turned up as did a fair sprinkling of Wings good burghers. All that attended enjoyed themselves and the general consensus was that it was a good evening just needing a few more attendees.
Sarah O’Boyle did a good job in organising the evening but without a doubt more people are needed. There will be another games night when we hope more people will attend. Why don’t you come along next time? The more the merrier!
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