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.

Sunday 19 August 2012

James Seen Off in Style

Yesterday was a cracking day at the club; a worthy send off for young Jimbo Wyatt.
Tim Garner won many friends with his tireless stint on court; nearly 3 hours by my reckoning where he took on James, Andy Longman (Club Coach), Tom Phipps (County Champion), Charlie Wyatt (James's big brotherPaul Boyle (Club no.1) and finally some spunky new member named 'Guy' who bounced off the walls and played more boasts than Stan; occasionally to great effect. Paul Boyle was particularly impressive in his movement and shot selection, more than holding his own.
After the squash a few of us let our hair down; particularly Atko (who seemed intent on helping clean the IPA pump and line) ending the evening sporting Liz Monson's extensions. 
The table tennis on court one was a big success with the kids early on, then later, with some punchy old tossers keen to relive their glory days. A future table tennis ladder/league would be a great idea; maybe closing off court one on club night, although we'd have to make Coops play one eyed/left handed; he's good, he is.
The evening was great up until the point where Chapps dumped me in a rosebush, proceeded to dish out Chinese burns then started kissing everyone.
The ladies loved hanging out on the swing in the garden (see below) although I guess we'll lose that when the Lodge is let. 
Meanwhile, bon voyage James, Charlie and Mark; don't become strangers...


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