Yes, me! Can you believe it? I was dropped from the team! Me, who was the highest scorer for the team last year. Well, I might have been - I can't actually remember the details but I know I did score pretty well with my three balls in one game. But all the same . . . Well, it hurt to be told I wasn't wanted. At least, it would have hurt had I been told but I wasn't. Not in so many words. The team members' names were announced - and mine wasn't among them.
Last night was held the final event in this year's Zone Olympics for Lions Clubs in our area. This was the skittles match in which each club could enter one team of six players. I have to admit that in previous years, Brighton's team has not exactly outclassed the opposition. In fact, we have usually done not at all well, so perhaps it was time to make a few changes. Our team last night included on two players from last year, but if my memory serves me correctly (and that doesn't happen so very often nowadays) one of those players achieved the distinction last year of winning the wooden spoon for the lowest personal score of the evening.
But despite having been dropped, I did get a game. One club had nobody there so we made up a team for them from the spectators. Ironically, our team of misfits actually won the event - which was my way of thumbing my nose at Brighton's selection committee (of one). Having said that, the Brighton team did manage a pretty creditable third place - and that was more than enough to make us winners of the John Wilkinson Memorial Trophy as we had already won the shove ha'penny, the pool, shuffleboard, quiz and 10-pin bowling.
All in all, a very pleasant evening with an excellent buffet and good company. There was certainly plenty of friendly banter flying about.
As I walked across 39 Acres during the week I noticed a field with a dense display of poppies - the same field where I photographed the display four years ago. I haven't managed to get up to the field yet, so this was then: