Welcome. This is an unofficial blog for Beaconsfield squash club.
Here you'll be able to access info about team matches, keep tabs on divisional positions,
and get updates on squash and racketball events and any forthcoming social activity.
It could also be the place to start (and end) rumours, and indulge in healthy banter.
There's bound to be the odd thing that offends; but that's alright isn't it, us being adults?
If you're truly miffed just email me and I'll remove the offending article.
You'll also be able to post a blog yourself; I am your host so, simply email me your piece/rant/match report/poetry/recipe for tripe to:
trev@lisacottage.demon.co.uk
I'll put it up 'in the cloud' and folk will then be able to comment or heckle...
So come on, email your pieces or add your comments below what is already posted there.

Monday, 16 April 2012

Captain Kangaroo Trumps Goldilocks

Thus the story...

Andrew "honest I really am Welsh" Egan is a banker by trade, and thus is never shy of a bit of one-upmanship. 
A week or so ago I got a casual text dropping into conversation the fact that he'd just had a round of golf at Wentworth and played pretty well.
Well, last week I did a trip to Atlanta, and of course, most of the passengers home had been out for the Masters at Augusta. 
When I landed, I sent Egan the following text:
"Think I might be able to trump your Wentworth namedrop."
"How come? I know you haven't just played at Augusta."
"Next best thing."
"Intriguing. Send me the details."
"It's pretty good. You'll be impressed."
"Listen" said Egan "at Wentworth, I met Russ Abbott. BEAT THAT!!!"

So... I sent him this picture (below) taken that morning on the flight home:













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