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125th anniversary dinner memoirs aka A Night with Lance Ryan
February 7, 2009 at the Swannanoa Hall
Part One
John Gardners best day out for Swannanoa:
It was a lovely, lovely warm day and we played at Oliver Park. And the opposition captain, of course, being as cunning as ever, stacked the team. But off we went, the toss was made and they made 318 runs in their 40 overs. But of course in our side we had the likes of Basil (Shead) and Chris Rhodes..We were not deterred by this; we batted away and batted away until with two balls to go we were runs behind. We didnt get there but man, what a game of cricket. But Ill tell you how it was such a good day when everyone went into the pavilion afterwards nobody actually said anything for about five minutes..dwelled on what a game it was. And then promptly the beers came on hand and away it went.
Lance:
You know, Gardner getting up like that sort of buggered up my schedule a little bit, but I thought I might just relate a little story, because you might recall the SIS has opened up its files and thrown everything out. Now, normally you would say what happens on tour, stays on tour, but I remember vividly the year 1984 when the team travelled to Geraldine to play a selection of Dave Denhams...we stayed at the Temuka Hotel; it was a classic trip its the one in the photo there, Ive got little walk shorts and everyone else is dressed like dicks too. But I think of the people who travelled on that tour; there happened to be Gordon (Fulton), Dave Denham, Cooch (Brian McHugh)...now Brian McHughs an interesting character. I remember when I first came to Swannanoa I was pretty bloody sharp between the wickets. I was running down to the other end of the pitch and said cmon theres one...and he said theres one alright,son, and youre running back again. So I just turned round and ran back again. So he was on the trip, and there was Chris Rhodes and Ross McCarthy, Brian White, Ant Polson and Norm Willets. We played the game and I think we gave them a good thrashing like we normally do to a lot of the teams, and we went back to this Temuka Hotel...now picture the Temuka Hotel, the sort of place where you get a coin and you stick it above the bar, and the tea towels got that sort of red and white look but its been there about 12 years. The barmens there but hes smoking behind the bar...and I remember it clear as day, this girl came in; the shapeliest blonde I have ever seen in all my life. She wandered over to the bar and boy, was she stunning. She just caught my eye as she went past, so being the team mascot I went over and said hello, whats your name? And she said Colleen, from Dublin and Ive just arrived here. I said we were a team of cricketers away for a weekend and wed love to introduce you to New Zealand. Wed been playing dice all weekend because we couldnt play pool there youd throw two dice, and one would bet a 10, the other a six and youd pay someone a dollar or something like that. Anyway, Colleen said Id love to play dice, yknow Ive never lost at dice yet. So I said would you love a bit of a challenge? She said Id love to, what about a 1000 dollars this is 1984 with SMPS and all those other subsidies you buggers got, and I remember they didnt bat an eyelid they said yes.
I remember Colleen prattling away and she said Id like to throw my dice in the nude and we said oh well, that wont be a problem, Ill get the boys to double the stakes...two thousand dollars. And I sort of remember Cooch leaning across the bar with a jug saying What would her mother think? And I remember saying look boys, were going to have to up the ante and then looking at Ross McCarthy and saying look Ross, youre going to have to chip in...and him saying oh yes, Im in but Ill fix you up later...he was a bit of a tight-arse Ross. Anyway, here she was and she stripped off, with the most fantastic set of boobs, and this was long before operations were in. And I remember she had the dice in her hand and Findlay raced across, and as he did he stroked his moustache. And Im not sure whether he was getting the froth or the batter out of it, but he was moving pretty quickly because I thought this was Basils bird, but anyway, he moved across to her said you got any brothers who play rugby? What a waste of a line...theres people with a Raja up here and youre asking if youve got brothers who play rugby? But I looked around the room and thought, all shes gotta do is throw the dice and we score eight, she scores seven and weve got this money. And Norm Willets, who was a know-all, said it cant be done. And Norm usually knows but anyway, I remember looking and Gordon saying, I want to be JP so I should be the judge. And Basil saying, well Im a headmaster so everyone respects me. We cracked up too...this is the guy who ran all over bloody Jim Cooks car...this is the SIS file and its all coming out now. So we threw our dice and we scored a seven, which is not a bad score with two dice then Colleen grabbed these two dice and said cmon baby, mamma needs new clothes. And she shaking and shaking, and throws these dice on the pool table. And she went yippee, yippee Ive won. And she grabbed the bloody money, grabbed the dice and she buggered off. And I always remember Gordon leaning across to Basil and saying what did she shoot? And he says I dont know, I wasnt looking... Anyway, it didnt worry me because I was in 10% with Colleen, you see. But it proves the moral that not all Irish are dumb, not all blondes are stupid but men are still men, including Swannanoa men.
But the only reason I say that is that now the SIS can say things, yknow theyve bottled it up for all these years and its time to clean the files. Because the woman are not going to chuck you out now, no matter what you did in those days, but I always remember Colleen and a lot of other characters come to mind too. Now, I say this with the greatest respect to my poor friend over here (Dean Arps) there was this guy Dick Macalister, this wily cunning man who played for Kaiapoi and thank God he went to bowls eventually but anyway, his boy would be batting down the other end and hed get hit with a big nick to first slip and Dick would say no, definitely not out.
But I remember this day there was this fellow, Geoff Latimoan who came out to play for us; he was this recruit who came out from town, Polson bought him out, and he was the biggest moaning b*****d youve come across in all your life. His name was Latimer and we called him Latimoan...well I remember we got this Macalister caught out with a big snick behind. And his boy said not out, with his father saying, no, no, no, no. I remember thinking, what a b*****d you are. Well the next morning I shot down to Kaiapoi Mass and I couldnt believe this prick was taking the plate up. I mean, hes one of us. I always thought the cricketing gods were catholic and I realised they werent. So I thought, as I saw him going along, it was one for he, one for me, one for he. So I fixed him; I put in twenty cents but I said to Dick, well I took out a dollar.
As I say, these are the characters that make up, and we had a lot of those in our team too. I remember when I came across from the West Coast and I was asked to play cricket for Swannanoa, and I loved the way she said oh, Id love you to play cricket...But anyway, the following week I went back again and she said, why are you going back again next week? I said well, they play cricket every week and she said but they only play every second month in Greymouth.
But Im still going and I remember I batted last and never got a bloody bat, and now I bat first and I still dont get a bat. But maybe in those days we didnt laugh as much...but theres a lot of characters that have come through and I think, why am I still playing and I think its because what Swannanoa offers to us as friendships. And as I say Ive got a son playing for Swannanoa and a son-in-law playing for Swannanoa and if I had more kids Id have more, but anyway, thats the strength; weve got this next group of people coming through. Now I remember speaking last night to the guy Hassall from South Westland, and he said I played when men were men, and that was in the 1960s. And I said so is that why you buggered off to South Westland? ...But theres still men playing for Swannanoa now and weve got a great bunch of people. We went through a few years there when it was a bit bloody rough and but ready but now, as I say, Im proud to play for Swannanoa. But even to be told to rest your leg and to be told that youre stood down, it still makes me feel proud.
Lance ...a bit later in the evening:
Javed Miandad was playing in this provincial match against Onestud...Gardner would hit a single out, and the horse at the other end would say, neigh; and hed hit another one and the horse would say, neigh; Well, Javed was getting a bit hacked off about this because after seven overs they were none for none. And so Javed went down and he says to the horse listen here horse, why will you not run? And he says, Javed, if I could run I wouldnt be batting for Rawalpindi, Id be in the Melbourne Cup. Poor old Javed, he had to be brought down to size a little bit.
John Gardner:
To organise a function like this, under the fine print of the Matrimonial Properties Act, there is without doubt a group of ladies who have given us just unbelievable assistance; scones and all that sort of work, the afternoon teas weve got Ruth Polson, Wendy Fulton, Rosalie McHugh...ladies, thank you for your effort. Your contribution has just been magic.
Lance: Now what I wanted now was a bit of an open forum; but I dont want people to get up here and rabbit on and on..thats the last thing you need. But it would be interesting to have a couple of old tales, like the time Brian McHugh filled his own truck full of super. And I dont mean the back of it, I mean the cab. Weve had Basil cleaning up the car with Jim and theyve made up and kissed, some 40 years later. And theres the incident at my house where certain members mowed my garden with a rotary cut mower and were talking a competition type garden, yknow, ruined it. But these things weve probably forgotten over the years, like afternoon teas. Now weve got selfish women who only send out mallowpuffs and chocolate bikkies, whereas before we had high class scones and jams before people had heard of things like cholesterol and other nonsense. And we had competitions for afternoon teas. Youd come and rub us down, or do anything.
Di Garder:
Now, when I came to Canterbury and married John there were a lot of things about this new marital arrangement that shocked me. (Sex, Lance Ryan interjects) But one of the things that was a particular shock, was that every 10 weeks the phone would ring at home one night, and it would be Trevor saying How are you. Your turn for the afternoon tea. So I kind of got to understand that your turn meant you provided for not only the Swannanoa guys but also the visiting team. And I got to understand after a while that there was an unspoken competition about this. You kind of thought about what you might do but you kind of got the impression sometimes that your best was not good enough. There was one particular person and we loved her dearly who was mentioned one evening after a very cold easterly day when my husband was munching away at something for dinner at night. He happened to mention that this particular person had not only sent along afternoon tea but hot soup and savouries as a sort of an entrée. So the stakes kept in getting higher and higher and higher. Anyway, in my simple little way I thought that savoury muffins with cheese wasnt too bad so I laboured away on Saturday morning and sent off the afternoon tea. Probably after about four or five turns at afternoon tea the phone rang and it was dear friend Trevor, its your turn for the afternoon tea and what you did last time was okay but would you please not put the same filling in all the sandwiches. Ive never forgotten that.
Lance Ryan:
What she doesnt realise is that we soon worked about who the women were who rated themselves in the afternoon teas. What youd do is youd tell them they were Number 1. And then you could go back to them about three weeks later and they wouldnt realise it wasnt their turn. All they wanted to do is make afternoon teas. But savoury muffins with cheese, that was probably a mistake, we like meaty things. Thats probably what Trevor was getting at. Its probably todays era of food.
Di: I am a Wellington and thats okay.
Lance: Yes, well God did make some mistakes.
Ant Polson:
Weve had some great trips and one I remember pretty greatly is one organized by Trevor to Blenheim. I was the bus driver for many years because nobody else wanted to do it. Our first stop was at Cheviot, and Lance happened to be the TAB banker. And if you ever had Lance taking the score it would never ever balance. We were all pretty excited, everybody had a little bag and we were expecting in excess of $100.
We all opened up to compare notes and the best we got was $50. Lance said well, thats how Im in insurance and thats how I pays me bills. So we moved on from Cheviot and got to a place called Kaikoura. Now here we all had to bring a plate but the only person to bring something was Trevor, who had taken some nice bones from Ashley Meats. So hed cooked them up and we were eating all these bones we get to the Blue Pacific, playing pool and stuff like that when Lance decided hed take off this guy called Ronald Jorgansen, who they said had gone over a bank and escaped to Australia.
So Lance was at the table playing his shots, going rat a tat, rat a tat, rat a tat. Well, you couldnt believe it, in comes Ronald Jorgansen. In come Ron, out goers the bar. And I never seen a man hide in a van for such a long time. We had a guy out there who finally came back in and this guy Jorgansen was actually chewing on the bone. We thought what are we going to do with these bones so we put them in the back of this one ton ute out the back and went inside. I went in first to see it was clear and Ron had long gone so away we went, reminding Lance about his rat-a-tat-tat.
So everything was going well and it had got to about 10 oclock that night. Now, this young fella Chris Rhodes was one of the smokers in the team. There was a packet here and a packet over there, you see. So Chris Rhodes decided to move this packet a little bit to the right. Now this other guy decided hed move it a little bit to the left. Chris was getting a little bit pissed off so hed moved it a little bit to the left and then it would go to the right.
Then it became a staring match. Well, everything was going well till we had to separate them and the guy was asked to leave the pub - and a little bit of the fun went out of it after that. Everything had been going well, Johnny Gardner in the background behaving himself as normal, but as this guy walked out the door Johnny gave him this big raspberry sound. With that this guy came racing back in and said who was that, who was that?
Johnny Gardner got up and said it was me. What are you going to do about it? He said, you look like an old Merino, youve got the greasiest eyes. So we actually composed a song. So anyway things settled down, I think the constabulary came and settled it down so it was time to play a game of cricket.
Lance was in one of these sober moments that he gets now and again, which we are grateful for, so he has a drive. We get to Seddon and wed gone round about 5 or 6 km past and Chris Rhodes says right, thats it, Im getting out. Youve already crossed the centre line about six times" hed been on the shingle we hadnt quite rolled but wed been pretty close so we leapt out there and had someone else driving all the way home.
125th anniversary dinner memoirs aka A Night with Lance Ryan
February 7, 2009 at the Swannanoa Hall
Part One
John Gardners best day out for Swannanoa:
It was a lovely, lovely warm day and we played at Oliver Park. And the opposition captain, of course, being as cunning as ever, stacked the team. But off we went, the toss was made and they made 318 runs in their 40 overs. But of course in our side we had the likes of Basil (Shead) and Chris Rhodes..We were not deterred by this; we batted away and batted away until with two balls to go we were runs behind. We didnt get there but man, what a game of cricket. But Ill tell you how it was such a good day when everyone went into the pavilion afterwards nobody actually said anything for about five minutes..dwelled on what a game it was. And then promptly the beers came on hand and away it went.
Lance:
You know, Gardner getting up like that sort of buggered up my schedule a little bit, but I thought I might just relate a little story, because you might recall the SIS has opened up its files and thrown everything out. Now, normally you would say what happens on tour, stays on tour, but I remember vividly the year 1984 when the team travelled to Geraldine to play a selection of Dave Denhams...we stayed at the Temuka Hotel; it was a classic trip its the one in the photo there, Ive got little walk shorts and everyone else is dressed like dicks too. But I think of the people who travelled on that tour; there happened to be Gordon (Fulton), Dave Denham, Cooch (Brian McHugh)...now Brian McHughs an interesting character. I remember when I first came to Swannanoa I was pretty bloody sharp between the wickets. I was running down to the other end of the pitch and said cmon theres one...and he said theres one alright,son, and youre running back again. So I just turned round and ran back again. So he was on the trip, and there was Chris Rhodes and Ross McCarthy, Brian White, Ant Polson and Norm Willets. We played the game and I think we gave them a good thrashing like we normally do to a lot of the teams, and we went back to this Temuka Hotel...now picture the Temuka Hotel, the sort of place where you get a coin and you stick it above the bar, and the tea towels got that sort of red and white look but its been there about 12 years. The barmens there but hes smoking behind the bar...and I remember it clear as day, this girl came in; the shapeliest blonde I have ever seen in all my life. She wandered over to the bar and boy, was she stunning. She just caught my eye as she went past, so being the team mascot I went over and said hello, whats your name? And she said Colleen, from Dublin and Ive just arrived here. I said we were a team of cricketers away for a weekend and wed love to introduce you to New Zealand. Wed been playing dice all weekend because we couldnt play pool there youd throw two dice, and one would bet a 10, the other a six and youd pay someone a dollar or something like that. Anyway, Colleen said Id love to play dice, yknow Ive never lost at dice yet. So I said would you love a bit of a challenge? She said Id love to, what about a 1000 dollars this is 1984 with SMPS and all those other subsidies you buggers got, and I remember they didnt bat an eyelid they said yes.
I remember Colleen prattling away and she said Id like to throw my dice in the nude and we said oh well, that wont be a problem, Ill get the boys to double the stakes...two thousand dollars. And I sort of remember Cooch leaning across the bar with a jug saying What would her mother think? And I remember saying look boys, were going to have to up the ante and then looking at Ross McCarthy and saying look Ross, youre going to have to chip in...and him saying oh yes, Im in but Ill fix you up later...he was a bit of a tight-arse Ross. Anyway, here she was and she stripped off, with the most fantastic set of boobs, and this was long before operations were in. And I remember she had the dice in her hand and Findlay raced across, and as he did he stroked his moustache. And Im not sure whether he was getting the froth or the batter out of it, but he was moving pretty quickly because I thought this was Basils bird, but anyway, he moved across to her said you got any brothers who play rugby? What a waste of a line...theres people with a Raja up here and youre asking if youve got brothers who play rugby? But I looked around the room and thought, all shes gotta do is throw the dice and we score eight, she scores seven and weve got this money. And Norm Willets, who was a know-all, said it cant be done. And Norm usually knows but anyway, I remember looking and Gordon saying, I want to be JP so I should be the judge. And Basil saying, well Im a headmaster so everyone respects me. We cracked up too...this is the guy who ran all over bloody Jim Cooks car...this is the SIS file and its all coming out now. So we threw our dice and we scored a seven, which is not a bad score with two dice then Colleen grabbed these two dice and said cmon baby, mamma needs new clothes. And she shaking and shaking, and throws these dice on the pool table. And she went yippee, yippee Ive won. And she grabbed the bloody money, grabbed the dice and she buggered off. And I always remember Gordon leaning across to Basil and saying what did she shoot? And he says I dont know, I wasnt looking... Anyway, it didnt worry me because I was in 10% with Colleen, you see. But it proves the moral that not all Irish are dumb, not all blondes are stupid but men are still men, including Swannanoa men.
But the only reason I say that is that now the SIS can say things, yknow theyve bottled it up for all these years and its time to clean the files. Because the woman are not going to chuck you out now, no matter what you did in those days, but I always remember Colleen and a lot of other characters come to mind too. Now, I say this with the greatest respect to my poor friend over here (Dean Arps) there was this guy Dick Macalister, this wily cunning man who played for Kaiapoi and thank God he went to bowls eventually but anyway, his boy would be batting down the other end and hed get hit with a big nick to first slip and Dick would say no, definitely not out.
But I remember this day there was this fellow, Geoff Latimoan who came out to play for us; he was this recruit who came out from town, Polson bought him out, and he was the biggest moaning b*****d youve come across in all your life. His name was Latimer and we called him Latimoan...well I remember we got this Macalister caught out with a big snick behind. And his boy said not out, with his father saying, no, no, no, no. I remember thinking, what a b*****d you are. Well the next morning I shot down to Kaiapoi Mass and I couldnt believe this prick was taking the plate up. I mean, hes one of us. I always thought the cricketing gods were catholic and I realised they werent. So I thought, as I saw him going along, it was one for he, one for me, one for he. So I fixed him; I put in twenty cents but I said to Dick, well I took out a dollar.
As I say, these are the characters that make up, and we had a lot of those in our team too. I remember when I came across from the West Coast and I was asked to play cricket for Swannanoa, and I loved the way she said oh, Id love you to play cricket...But anyway, the following week I went back again and she said, why are you going back again next week? I said well, they play cricket every week and she said but they only play every second month in Greymouth.
But Im still going and I remember I batted last and never got a bloody bat, and now I bat first and I still dont get a bat. But maybe in those days we didnt laugh as much...but theres a lot of characters that have come through and I think, why am I still playing and I think its because what Swannanoa offers to us as friendships. And as I say Ive got a son playing for Swannanoa and a son-in-law playing for Swannanoa and if I had more kids Id have more, but anyway, thats the strength; weve got this next group of people coming through. Now I remember speaking last night to the guy Hassall from South Westland, and he said I played when men were men, and that was in the 1960s. And I said so is that why you buggered off to South Westland? ...But theres still men playing for Swannanoa now and weve got a great bunch of people. We went through a few years there when it was a bit bloody rough and but ready but now, as I say, Im proud to play for Swannanoa. But even to be told to rest your leg and to be told that youre stood down, it still makes me feel proud.
Lance ...a bit later in the evening:
Javed Miandad was playing in this provincial match against Onestud...Gardner would hit a single out, and the horse at the other end would say, neigh; and hed hit another one and the horse would say, neigh; Well, Javed was getting a bit hacked off about this because after seven overs they were none for none. And so Javed went down and he says to the horse listen here horse, why will you not run? And he says, Javed, if I could run I wouldnt be batting for Rawalpindi, Id be in the Melbourne Cup. Poor old Javed, he had to be brought down to size a little bit.
John Gardner:
To organise a function like this, under the fine print of the Matrimonial Properties Act, there is without doubt a group of ladies who have given us just unbelievable assistance; scones and all that sort of work, the afternoon teas weve got Ruth Polson, Wendy Fulton, Rosalie McHugh...ladies, thank you for your effort. Your contribution has just been magic.
Lance: Now what I wanted now was a bit of an open forum; but I dont want people to get up here and rabbit on and on..thats the last thing you need. But it would be interesting to have a couple of old tales, like the time Brian McHugh filled his own truck full of super. And I dont mean the back of it, I mean the cab. Weve had Basil cleaning up the car with Jim and theyve made up and kissed, some 40 years later. And theres the incident at my house where certain members mowed my garden with a rotary cut mower and were talking a competition type garden, yknow, ruined it. But these things weve probably forgotten over the years, like afternoon teas. Now weve got selfish women who only send out mallowpuffs and chocolate bikkies, whereas before we had high class scones and jams before people had heard of things like cholesterol and other nonsense. And we had competitions for afternoon teas. Youd come and rub us down, or do anything.
Di Garder:
Now, when I came to Canterbury and married John there were a lot of things about this new marital arrangement that shocked me. (Sex, Lance Ryan interjects) But one of the things that was a particular shock, was that every 10 weeks the phone would ring at home one night, and it would be Trevor saying How are you. Your turn for the afternoon tea. So I kind of got to understand that your turn meant you provided for not only the Swannanoa guys but also the visiting team. And I got to understand after a while that there was an unspoken competition about this. You kind of thought about what you might do but you kind of got the impression sometimes that your best was not good enough. There was one particular person and we loved her dearly who was mentioned one evening after a very cold easterly day when my husband was munching away at something for dinner at night. He happened to mention that this particular person had not only sent along afternoon tea but hot soup and savouries as a sort of an entrée. So the stakes kept in getting higher and higher and higher. Anyway, in my simple little way I thought that savoury muffins with cheese wasnt too bad so I laboured away on Saturday morning and sent off the afternoon tea. Probably after about four or five turns at afternoon tea the phone rang and it was dear friend Trevor, its your turn for the afternoon tea and what you did last time was okay but would you please not put the same filling in all the sandwiches. Ive never forgotten that.
Lance Ryan:
What she doesnt realise is that we soon worked about who the women were who rated themselves in the afternoon teas. What youd do is youd tell them they were Number 1. And then you could go back to them about three weeks later and they wouldnt realise it wasnt their turn. All they wanted to do is make afternoon teas. But savoury muffins with cheese, that was probably a mistake, we like meaty things. Thats probably what Trevor was getting at. Its probably todays era of food.
Di: I am a Wellington and thats okay.
Lance: Yes, well God did make some mistakes.
Ant Polson:
Weve had some great trips and one I remember pretty greatly is one organized by Trevor to Blenheim. I was the bus driver for many years because nobody else wanted to do it. Our first stop was at Cheviot, and Lance happened to be the TAB banker. And if you ever had Lance taking the score it would never ever balance. We were all pretty excited, everybody had a little bag and we were expecting in excess of $100.
We all opened up to compare notes and the best we got was $50. Lance said well, thats how Im in insurance and thats how I pays me bills. So we moved on from Cheviot and got to a place called Kaikoura. Now here we all had to bring a plate but the only person to bring something was Trevor, who had taken some nice bones from Ashley Meats. So hed cooked them up and we were eating all these bones we get to the Blue Pacific, playing pool and stuff like that when Lance decided hed take off this guy called Ronald Jorgansen, who they said had gone over a bank and escaped to Australia.
So Lance was at the table playing his shots, going rat a tat, rat a tat, rat a tat. Well, you couldnt believe it, in comes Ronald Jorgansen. In come Ron, out goers the bar. And I never seen a man hide in a van for such a long time. We had a guy out there who finally came back in and this guy Jorgansen was actually chewing on the bone. We thought what are we going to do with these bones so we put them in the back of this one ton ute out the back and went inside. I went in first to see it was clear and Ron had long gone so away we went, reminding Lance about his rat-a-tat-tat.
So everything was going well and it had got to about 10 oclock that night. Now, this young fella Chris Rhodes was one of the smokers in the team. There was a packet here and a packet over there, you see. So Chris Rhodes decided to move this packet a little bit to the right. Now this other guy decided hed move it a little bit to the left. Chris was getting a little bit pissed off so hed moved it a little bit to the left and then it would go to the right.
Then it became a staring match. Well, everything was going well till we had to separate them and the guy was asked to leave the pub - and a little bit of the fun went out of it after that. Everything had been going well, Johnny Gardner in the background behaving himself as normal, but as this guy walked out the door Johnny gave him this big raspberry sound. With that this guy came racing back in and said who was that, who was that?
Johnny Gardner got up and said it was me. What are you going to do about it? He said, you look like an old Merino, youve got the greasiest eyes. So we actually composed a song. So anyway things settled down, I think the constabulary came and settled it down so it was time to play a game of cricket.
Lance was in one of these sober moments that he gets now and again, which we are grateful for, so he has a drive. We get to Seddon and wed gone round about 5 or 6 km past and Chris Rhodes says right, thats it, Im getting out. Youve already crossed the centre line about six times" hed been on the shingle we hadnt quite rolled but wed been pretty close so we leapt out there and had someone else driving all the way home.
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