Cockfield quoits club got through to the semi-finals of the Northern Echo Cup last Thursday night and there was a good crowd out to watch proceedings. I only mention this because Gary Peart was over from Tenerife and with Tupper in close attendance there was bound to be a bit of decent craic!

It was good to see Gary and he made us all feel very jealous telling us about his lifestyle on the sunny Canary Island. I’d mentioned to him that I’ve been over to Tenerife a few times for Christmas and New Year and how pleasant it is at that time of year, certainly more preferential than the freezing temperatures here. I even suggested (Tongue in cheek) that we should have Christmas moved to the middle of June and barbeque a turkey. Although I would miss the brussel sprouts.

Unbeknown to me, Tupper was ear wigging the conversation.

“Well ya nar,” says Tupper, “It’s always Christmas somewhere in the world!” REALLY!

A few weeks ago, just after I’d returned from Las Vegas, we were playing a quoits league match and to be fair the lads were doing well. It came to my match and, I have to say, I got thrashed. A few of the lads were taking the mickey out of me for getting beat and I was using the old chestnut of still being tired from a long flight. “Leave the lad alone. Exclaims Tupper. “He’s still JET LASHED!”

I think that’s tired and drunk!