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| GOOD, I'D ARRIVED AT THE RIGHT PLACE... |
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| THE BODGING RATHER LIKES BRIGHT WEATHER ON HIS SUN-SETT... |
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| DECENT VIEW FROM YONDER HOUSES... |
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| THE QUIET BEFORE THE DUGOUTS ECHOED TO THE BELLOWING OF DESPERATE COACHES... |
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| THEY DON'T MAKE HOUSES LIKE THAT IN SOLIHULL... |
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| THE CHANGING ROOMS STORY: ONE VERSION... |
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| VERSION TWO, WHICH REMINDS ME OF BASIC FACILITIES DURING THE 1960s... |
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| VERSION THREE... |
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| YOU CAN JUST MAKE OUT 'HOME'... |
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| GODS, SOME HEAVY SHIT HAS RAVAGED THESE LOOS... |
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| THE LONG LINE OF SHELTERS & BUILDINGS... |
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| FOR AUDIENCE CONVENIENCE... |
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| THROUGH A NET AT A BOGGY GOALMOUTH... |
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| MIKE SEARLE FINDS ONE MOLE PARTICULARLY OBJECTIONABLE BUT HIS HANDS MOVE SO QUICKLY, THEY'RE A BLUR... |
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| NET VIEW... |
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| ONE MAN WITH NO DOG... |
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| CLUBHOUSE BEYOND, IN THE BOWLS AREA... |
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| WILLAND NEARLY READY... |
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| RICKIE SCOTT REFUSES TO BOW TO THE REFEREE. BRETT WORBEY ACQUIESCES... |
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