 "We met in 1947 and we're addicted to
chocolate" - Tim and Dave H, hankering for Mars Bars on a constant-flow basis at the Ponsmere bar |
|
 In a typical early morning pose (well,
eleven o'clock, actually) the results of one too many bitter shandies with a ribena chaser
are all to plain to see |
 And this is where it all happenned. Well,
most of it actually. The famous couch where 1997's "Blottery" classic stems from
is not in this pic |
|
 Oh yes, and this is what the tour is really
about. Jay Stephens is about to strike a boundary in our good win over Perranporth, only
the second win in five meetings |
 In an unusually individual pose Howard
Turner places the blottery bag on his heaad while mumbling "I am the keeper of the
balls..." |
|
 Whilst wandering aimlessly around the pool
tables of the Ponsmere bar, I was confronted by Matt, lollipops in gob, saying
"Here's one for the future..." |
 Jason Stephens takes time out to wander
along the miles of golden sand at Perranporth. Behind him is Gull Rock |
|
 Beefy again, aware that Jowallika is very
nearby, but maybe not aware that Jay is surely moving in on him, just prior to bodily
contact..... |
 Oh yes. Tim's lovely car was not where he
left it the night before. Dave Hurren has no idea what he's talking about, or so he makes
Tim think... |
|
 The Ponsmere from the beach. The modern
facade actually hides a maze of older, inter-connected buildings, the original of which
dates back nearly to the beginning of the last century |
 On any tour evening we are expected to take
part in the "Blottery." Pick 6 from 49 numbers, then six accordingly numbered
balls get drawn out. 1=half or short, 2=pint or double, etc. |
|
 Oh-oh. This is one
of the few times there is complete silence in a bar on ANY tour. All Blottery winners are
caught on camera trying to dispose of their drink to make room for another Blottery.... |
