Take me home please
Arment's,7–9 Westmoreland Road,SE17
Season 2008-2009

ROUND 10
27.03.'09

played
eels (5)
pie (4)
mash (3)
afters (2)
liquor (1)
sum
total
NICK EVANS
10
2
2
2
1
1
27
201
LEN WILCOCK
4
119
ANTHONY RUELLO
5
1
2
2
0
2
21
104
TOM LEADER
3
           
94
BEN HAYES
5
0
3
3
0
2
23
93
TERRY CECIL
6
92
JASON SHARP
5
0
2
1
1
1
14
88
ANDY POTTER
5
0
2
2
0
1
15
73
RON COX
3
65
SCOTT CECIL
4
           
55
EDWARD MOSSE
4
           
45
JOHN LEACH
3
           
44
DENISE ROUSE
3
35
DAVID ROYALTON-KISCH
2
           
30
TED BATTS
3
           
28
GRAHAM DARLOW
1
           
28
RICHARD LUCAS
2
           
28
ALAN TERRY
2
           
28
ALAN SMITH
2
           
27
TONY CHUNG
2
           
24
THOMAS KRAFT
2
           
24
NICHOLAS KINGSTON-SMITH
1
           
17
JAMIE TANNER
1
           
16
CHRIS WALTER
1
15
DOUGLAS BENFORD
1
           
13
REHAN QAYOOM
1
8
TAMSIN EVANS
1
           
8
BEN HARVEY
1
           
8
ANTO MORRA
1
           
8
JACK MOSSE
1
           
8

On this day, 27th March 2009, the Club passed through the gates of the Southern Kingdom of Pie and Mash, bound once more for the stronghold of stodge that is Arment's. Two stout fellows ventured from Waterloo: Ben Hayes, champion of the urban-rustic look, and your faithful recorder, looking more hick than chic.

A short bus ride on Route 68 and we were posited at Westmoreland Road admiring an 'Eastbourne tractor' – a true congestion-buster with licence to roam carriageway and pavement alike.

You might think this to be the setting of the mystery motorist – Lewis Hamilton in your wilder imagination – but no, it's the resting place of Jason Sharp's afters. And his helmet. He didn't need to wear it inside the shop, but it was a close call.

[Right] My sun-dappled main course.


[Far right] It's cutles-up for Mr Jason Sharp who had scooted down from Docklands to join us on this bright and beautiful spring lunchtime.

Here is his pillion, that affable antipodean fellow, Mr Anthony Ruello, with the layout of a long-seasoned pro spread out beneath him. The easy-osie [©Ron Atkinson] smile belies a fiercely competitive streak which has seen him into third place in the league table. His soundtrack; 'Me, Myself and Pie' from daisy-age trip hop classic '3 Meat Pies and Rising'. Today 21 was his magic number.

[Right] Pies at one o' clock . . . scramble! It's chocks away for the Isle-of-Dogfighters, cleared for take-off and making an excellent shop window display – Arment's should have been paying these boys.

[Far right] This was the moment Jason Sharp 'reached for the pie'. Don't try this without your helmet and an emergency glazier standing by.

Jason's got a touch of 'Biggles' about him, don't you think? One thing's for certain, those pastries aren't getting away. I'm glad he's on our side.


We had a surprise visit from Andy Potter, who bestowed upon us the rich luxuriance of his Mexican sideburns. Il gringo jengibre found Arment's iridescent liquor a trifle off-putting, but he made a tidy showing, if not a 'Pie and Max'.


The nattily hatted gent on the far right was keen to get the lids off his pies and as much hot air into his mobile telephone as possible . . .

The bright lights of Arment's illuminated tariff. Note to the cost-conscious: a single portion of mashed potato is 76 pence, and a fruit pie and squirt of cream 95 pence. As ever Arment's delivered. [In fact they do deliver as well.] And we enjoyed lunch – Arment to that.

St@

P.S. Our poet Mister Qayoom has penned an 8 line verse 'in the style of' Betjeman. Do feel free to add to the oeuvre.

At lunchtime intervals we meet and eat
Our Pie & Mash jaunts are a healthy treat

"It's good and cheap" as I once heard it said
By one pie-eater – (Think his name was Fred)

It's meant to be with liquor not with gravy
I don't like eels myself although it's bravey!

We like the pies we eat, we like the mash
But after drinks and gossip, have to dash