I knew it was going to be a bad day as soon as the wife played her Country and Western music over breakfast. Even worse she sang the words to the accompaniment of hale and rain battering against the window.

And so it proved to be.

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On a green as heavy as lead the Slawit Light Infantry, like the French knights at Crecy centuries before, lost its way in the mire and crashed to an ignominious defeat at the hands of the Ravensknowle Park Heavy Brigade in a whanging match of epic proportions.

Woods were hurled by the Heavy Brigade to parts of the green that were further than most of the Light Brigade would contemplate going on holiday and the inevitable collapse ensued. Their honour besmirched some were struck dumb, others sought petrol and matches to to send their woods up in smoke as appeasement to the Gods whose wrath they had so obviously incurred. cheap viagra Raw recruit Robert Mozley was shell shocked into asking “What the xxxx have you got me into ?”. But he had taken the King’s shilling and there was no going back.

Mentioned in depatches, Stuart Wood and the Platoon Commander who stuck to their guns and wore down the enemy in their small corner of the battlefield.

Exit the field the halt and the lame to the sound of weeping and wailing and muffled drum accompanied from afar by the taunting voices of the the victors “Seven – Two, Seven – Two (etc,etc)”.

Shades of Wilfred Owen and the old lie “Dulci et Decorum est Pro Bowling Club Mori “

Must remember to hide the C & W CDs.