Take me home please

Season 2003-2004
Goddard's, Greenwich Church Street

ROUND 12
21.05.'04

Played
Eels
(5 pts)
Pie
(4 pts)
Mash
(3 pts)
Afters
(2 pts)
Liquor
(1 pts)
Subtotal
Total
NICK EVANS
11
3
2
1
1
1
29
282
RICHARD LUCAS
11
2
2
3
0
2
29
275.5
BEN HAYES
8
0
2
2
0
1
15
118
GRAHAM DARLOW
4
3
2
1
0
1
27
106
ALAN SMITH
6
           
80
MATTHEW LOWING
5
           
76
TONY CHUNG
6
0
2
2
0
1
15
71
BOB HOLLINGSWORTH
4
           
53
JAMIE TANNER
2
0
3
2
1
1
21
40
JILL CROPPER
3
           
24
NICK SHAH
2
           
16
DELPHINA JONES
1
           
12
MELANIE FOWLES
1
           
11
PHILLIP LAW
1
           
4

These are scenes from the final day of the Season, showing our trip to Goddard's of Greenwich on Friday 21st May 2004.

We took in the village charms of Greenwich's backstreets, which proved to be a pleasant appetite builder for this auspicious event.

P-n-M old boy James Tanner – now known dynamically as 'Jet' – graced us with his considerable presence, as did last year's formidable champion Mr Graham Darlow. However, it was a two-hungry-horse race fought between 'the Old Firm' of the Pie and Mash League, Nick Evans and Richard Lucas.

Six and a half points separated the two table-toppers going into the clash, but these old lags could not even clear the 30-point barrier; you have to wonder how many more years they can continue in the top flight. When all was ate, the statistics were scrutinised by the sharp eyes of Mr Benjamin X Hayes . . .

 

The verified winner was duly congratulated and awarded, though not everyone present was able to share the joy and heartache of the in-store awards ceremony. A reward of a free pie and mash meal goes to the person who can successfully identify this sceptical observer.

As ever, the Mr Pound Tie was dusted off and donned for the photo call. Typically, a 'wide setting' is the preferred mode of wear. Not even a light drizzle could dampen the spirits of the contestants, as we bade our farewell to Greenwich for another season – our hearts lighter, our stomachs considerably heavier.
The champ sniffs the sweet smell of success, kisses the Realistic Clay Pies and tastes sweet victory! Close but no cigar for the sullen silver-spooner.
That scowl could turn liquor at fifty paces.
Will you look at this young under-achiever.
Has he no shame?