Lumberjack

The ongoing risk of rain, the typhoon warning, and an early morning start couldn't keep Leisure from fielding a full side (and then some) against our worthy opponents - who although were unable to fill a team, managed to post a 98 run total for Leisure to chase.

Leisure faced an entirely new look Hot Dogs team who used modern technology and our club captain's ignorance of the rules to thwart us. We were also not helped by the Dulwich Security Gestapo who refused to allow us access to the toilets.

It may have been the Lord's day but the time and the place were ungodly: 7:15am on a Sunday, sniffing crusted-up spunk and stale vomit outside the Camel Bar. Those fine ladies that walk the night were still flitting about, greeting the forces of Leisure as we arrived. Their faces reminded us of dropped mince pies, sparking a hunger for the bus ride.