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PRICSPirton Roques In Croquet Society |
The "Introduction"
People often ask what PRATS do in the summer (actually I've never been asked - I think they're frightened that they just might not want to know!), In fact it's simple really, we turn to croquet. Same basic format, we play on Friday nights, (for as short a period as we can get away with!) then retire as quickly as possible to an eating establishment or pub (preferably both!).
The only problem is that the croquet is more demanding than the squash. At least in squash all you is run round a bit, but croquet? Well croquet requires the deviousness of a fox, the stamina of a race horse and the killer instinct of a cat! My god! we have to use are brains! And who said it was a not contact sport?
A few piccies are provided below, simply click on an image to enlarge.
| Our top PRIC, at squash he is merely the General but in croquet he is the Field Marshall - well we play on his field, with his equipment so I guess he can be anything he likes! |
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Del Boy demonstrating his classic tactic . . . . by firmly and repeatedly leaning on the mallet it's possible to create a groove from the hoop all the way to the ball! | |
| The firmness of the grip, the "I've got something down my trousers stance" and the determined look. Classic Nudge Nudge. Pity the ball ended up in the back of the Field Marshall's Volvo! |
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Another "nearly a good shot" from Del Boy while The Whitechapel Stalker concentrates on looking good for the camera | |
| Who roqued whose balls?
In fact Two Bounce won this argument . . . . well he did have the mallet!
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