Est 1875

The Association of former pupils of Archbishop Tenisons School

Edition No . 22 . Spring/Summer 2005.


Letter(s) From Reader(s)


Cricket :

And Finally:

Sorry for the delay in publication of the Spring/Summer edition. I spent a lot of May on my back, when yet another old injury paid a rather extensive and expensive visit. I am sure many of you have used chiropractors at some time or another but this was my first time. They beat you up and take your cash don’t they? I think it should be a criminal offence but at least I can walk again. One particular week I was laid up wasn’t too bad as I watched Arsenal nick the Cup Final and Liverpool, incredibly turning things around against AC Milan. But one image I couldn’t get out of my mind was the picture of Alistair Campbell sitting next to Clive Woodward at the Cup Final. I wondered what some of the heroic figures of Lions history would make of such a man being appointed to the New Zealand tour as press manager. Anyway, down to business.

I’ve put on my blue and white ‘Save the Windows’ wristband, no, no, we’ve done that haven’t we, no, it’s the ‘Save the Football Club’ wristband. I kiss my shirt badge, I’d kiss my ring, ‘cept I lost it years ago. I make the sign of the cross and bend down to touch the pitch and thus I complete my new pre-Mumblings work out. Its Budget Day, the day before St.Patrick’s Day and it also looks and feels like the first day of spring. What better time than to start MM22. I hope you have all wintered well. It has not been the best of times for us at Mumblings Towers. Joan hasn’t been too well and after several months and a battery of worrying tests, is finally getting some treatment for her complaint. Patrick contracted mumps and being part of a close-knit family, passed it on to me. I’m sure you will all understand my concerns as, although I’ve never known anybody afflicted in such a manner, it is not unknown for men of a certain age, to carry their bollocks in a wheelbarrow due to this particular ailment. It was probably the only bit of good luck I had over the winter that I was not affected in this way, although Patrick and I both looked as though we had escaped from a chorus line of “Elephant Man-The Musical”

A month or so ago I met Dave Sadler at a Ground Company meeting and it transpired that Dave had an arthroscopy operation at about the same time as me. David’s reasons for trying to sort his knee out were far more pressing than mine. Ten year old Jack requires coaching/training and on tap opposition for all our major sports. Many of you will remember when you did the same for your kids and again when it came to grandchildren. Of course its not easy if you can’t break into a trot. After about four months, at least I can say that I no longer get the occasional searing pain that I had been suffering but neither of us are any closer to ever running again. A function which both our respective surgeons had promised us, before we, or our insurers, handed over vast wedges of cash.

What’s all this about? I’m not certain really. I suppose it’s about getting old and just not being able to do the things you always took for granted. Many of you will have faced this already, I know because I’ve seen it happen to some of you. So in spite of that knowledge, why would I assume that none of that stuff would ever happen to me? Of course its foolish, any thoughts of invincibility will be beaten out of all of us at some stage or another.

Bearing in mind the aforementioned, I have penalised myself with an ASBOW/E (a sloppy bit of writing/editing). In the last issue I took a cheap shot at the running between the wickets of the Micks’ Vaughan and Myerson in a 2nd XI cricket match. Of course most of this stuff is tongue in cheek and I know most of you will read this “drivel” in the spirit in which it is written. However, now finding myself in slightly reduced physical circumstances, I just wanted to say how much I envy and admire the Club’s senior sportsmen, both football and cricket and would encourage you to continue playing through your aches and pains for as long as you choose to. Nothing is likely to ever replace the camaraderie that you currently experience in your respective dressing rooms.

Over the winter I have been stuck in front of the telly (I realise it is not compulsory) watching hours of FA Cup football and the 6 Nation Rugby Championship, sometimes barely seeing the light of day or getting a whiff of fresh air. Yesterday the rugby came to an end with Wales triumphant. Congratulations to our few Tenisonian Taffs’ who have doubtless already sent off for their polyester 2005 Grand Slam ties. Sad boyos! I did not think it a classic Championship (could you just pass me some sweetener for these rather sour grapes) and I do not feel too optimistic for the Lions chances against the All Blacks but that is to come, as are the Australian cricketers in a few months time. My roving correspondents, the Browns have been in New Zealand and have been sending back some fairly positive reports on the Aussies. I sent him away asking to send me back details of any cheeky little Pinot Noirs’ he might find and all the news I’ve heard is about Ponting, Gilchrist or Martin’s latest blitz or, when he can get a game, Brett Lee bowling at 100 mph.

I’m sure many of you watching the Wales v Ireland game will have seen the incident when after some argy bargy between a couple of combatants, the referee told them to behave themselves. Just before the ensuing lineout, the referee placed himself between the two lines and said, ‘Gentlemen, can I just remind you of your responsibility to the game. Thank you’, blew his whistle and the game continued. I couldn’t help thinking what some of our young Premiership footballers would have made of this scenario.

I was absolutely delighted to receive the following:-

71 Bedwell Park

Dear Bob

How could I not be affected by your plea for correspondence? So here goes. My memory is fast fading and trying to recall my experiences in the cricket and football teams of years ago becomes more difficult.

Going back even further, I can just remember using the ground at Motspur Park when still at school in the thirties. The pavilion was still to be built and we changed in a glorified garden shed-bitterly cold in winter with no hot water available. We washed outside using a few bowls on a metal table with a channel down the middle to take the dirty water. And they call them the good old days!

I can just about remember the names of my heroes when I first joined Tenisons. They were fellas called Wiltshire and Winn, stalwarts of both the football and cricket 1st XIs. I even finished up playing with them when I joined the OTA. Later on, of course, I could pick quite a useful side at either sport from chaps I’d played with. I see from the various reports that some are still managing to turn their arms over.

But how about Dave Sadler, Derek Hazell, Bobby Clifton, Dennis Bartlett, Joe Judge, Ken Peet et al. They were good old chaps. I am particularly reminded of the few years when we ran cricket weeks at Motspur Park. Hard work but there was always the bar to resuscitate!! I must mention dear old John Judge who umpired so many games over so many years, he was one of the staunchest Old Boys we ever had.

Enough of my meandering. My sport these days is confined to watching T.V. I have Sky and have enjoyed England’s efforts over the last few years. May they continue in the same vein, although the Aussies later in the year may change things.

All the best to you and yours and to the OTA

Jack Hewitt.

Thanks ever so much Jack, great to hear from you. You mention your fading memory. This is just one of my recent lapses. I phoned the fishmonger….’Have you got any monkfish?’ ‘I’ve got two bits left.’…Says the fishmonger…’Save them for me would you, I’ll pick them up in half an hour’. Done. Off I go to the bakers on route to the fishmongers and exactly 30 minutes later I’m standing in the fishmonger’s without the slightest idea why I am there. So I say to the fishmonger…’I know I phoned you, can you tell me what I ordered?’ He said I’d wanted the monk fish….Thank goodness for that’,,,says I. So don’t worry Jack, or anybody else for that matter. I suppose this another boat we will all be in sooner or later.

An even greater surprise came in the form of this e-mail.

Dear Bob,

I don't think we have ever met, if we have I'm sorry, but I have many very
special memories of OTA and Motspur Park, and recently having been
re-introduced to the Motspur Mumblings has stirred my memory into action.

Let me introduce myself. I did not go to Archbishop Tenisons School, but my father
(Jack Hewitt) did, and through many years of following him around playing
football and cricket, came to know the ground and the players, supporters,
wives, girlfriends etc well. I have many happy memories of that time.

I probably first went to Motspur Park when I was approx seven months old,
in May 1950 - I can't remember it!! My elder brother, Geoff, was (and
still is) thirteen months my senior so his memories will be earlier than
mine. I watched many hours of cricket in the fifties and sixties, mostly on
Sundays, when the side seemed to me to be pretty good. I can remember, Joe
Judge (my uncle) and Tom Farrow opening, Den Bartlett at number three (my
hero!!) and lots of other batting with Jack Hobbs, Den Newman, Tony
Rumbelow, Alan Baker, Alan Ewart, to name a few, Ken Peet keeping (or Fred
Hall), Bobby Clifton, Derek Hazell, Den Bartlett, Geoff Uglow, Maurice
Copus to bowl quick and Tony Rumbelow as the steady medium pacer, Peter
Leeds, Ken Langford (?) and my father for the twiddly stuff and Tom and Joe
if things got desperate. Others played now and then, people like Harry
Thorogood, Den Bryant, Tibs Tyack, Charlie Kemble, and Roger Parker. The
scoring in those days was done by Eddie Tucker or George Newell, who was
like an uncle to me. John Judge would be umpiring, very well, as usual.

Before Dad bought a car, travelling to and from grounds was both lengthy and tiring. We
lived in Stroud Green (Finsbury Park) and the journey on a Sunday must have
been a trial for Mum and Dad. We had to walk about 15 minutes to get to
Finsbury Park tube station, get a Piccadily Line to Leicester Square,
change to the Northern line for Waterloo and then catch the train to
Motspur Park. I can't remember ever being late but I suppose we must have
been some times. Mum would carry all our lunch and tea, Dad would carry his
bag, and after the day' s fun and games there was the return journey. Don't
we all have it easy now? One of the best memories of the time was Dad finally
buying a car.

Going to cricket, or football but especially cricket, was a chance for
Geoff and I to play cricket, usually against the tennis court netting. Mr
Jameson, the groundsman (it was always Mr. Jameson until we reached fifteen
or so when we were allowed to call him Jamie) was always very kind to us,
and would lend us some of the school equipment to use. We used to "help"
him do the wicket at half time, sometimes riding on the massive roller.
What a thrill that was to a small boy. I remember very well his wife, always
known to us as Mrs Jameson (!!), and their daughter Sheila, who all of
course lived in the house and in fear of being bombarded by the cricket
ball as the boundary was, and probably still is, very short and straight.

Sundays in the summer were a long day for us all, but were eagerly awaited
by Geoff and I and later our younger brother Roger. Saturdays in the winter
were not always as good, but we did go with Dad sometimes when he played
at home. I used to long for the day when I would be old enough to play for
OT's but of course I didn't go to the school. However when we were older we
did play a few times for the lower teams when they were short, Geoff once
amazing everyone bar himself by scoring a hat-trick for the thirds or

There were many people we remember but not too many names, but of course
the Brearley brothers are unforgettable, and didn't they get some goals.

I've rambled on and on and you're probably asleep by now, but when you get
older you get to remember the good days when you were young, and days at
Motspur Park were certainly very good.

David Hewitt@ajg.com
Tel.No: 44-(0) 207 6246

Thank you very much David. I know their will be quite a few of today’s young players who will recognise themselves in your memoir, apart, maybe, from the car bit and of course because of rule changes and different circumstances over the years, they were allowed to play as soon as the opportunity presented itself.



I am sure both Jack and David would see many changes at Motspur Park, since their last visits. The walls of the pavilion are covered with photos and mementos, being just part of the Old Boys Sports Club history. The most recent addition is quite incredible, being the score sheets for the only two people ever to score double hundreds’ for the Club.

In the last edition of the Mumblings, I was delighted to report the fact that Graham Butcher had scored a double century, in a Fullers League match against Westfield. Jack, I am sure, will remember them as doughty opponents from the early days of the Club’s entry into the Slazenger League.

The only other person to score a double century in the Club’s history was, Jack Hewitt himself, in what was then, an annual match between the Old Tenisonians Cricket Club and the Old Tenisonians Association. This match took place at Motspur Park on 22nd May 1949. A few months before both David and I were born. Jack, batting at 5 for the Cricket Club, went in with the score at 52 for 4. The Cricket Club declared at 330 for 8, with Jack, 202 not out, the next highest scorer being George Newell with 45. The Association XI were all out for 189, Jack chipping in with a wicket and a catch. Interestingly, I am informed that Jack never scored one of those ordinary, small, hundreds.

It is incredible that the Club should have been able to find the score sheet for this game after such a long time. I presume the relevant score book was just one of the many obstacles that Vera and the girls had to vault over for so many years.

Graham’s knock was played under league conditions at Westfield’s ground, on the 17th July 2004. He scored 200 not out, out of a total of 278, the next highest scorer being Will Lingard with 26. The bowling analysis of the Westfield bowlers that day reminds me very much of my own efforts on so many occasions in years gone by, not very many for plenty.

Both of these score sheets now hang in the same frame at the ground and even if you Jack, or you David, never get down to Motspur Park again, I can assure you that many people’s gaze will alight onto Jack’s and Graham’s feat, separated, as the two innings were, by fifty five years and go….”Fuckin’ ’ell’, ‘ere, look at this!” ( ‘Scuse me ladies but that’s what they will say.’)

Here are the teams that played in the Club game in 1949.
OTCC: J.C.Judge, D.J. Bartlett, B.M.Wisdom, D.J.Mahoney, J.D Hewitt, R.Gulliver, G.H.A.Newell, W.A.Boud, M.J.Brearley, C.Jobson, W.H.C.Ryan.

OTA: V.Coley, J.Peet, K.Peet, R.Braham, K.Tinley, M.Copus, R.Bawden, R.Biddlecombe, H.Winn, F.Boud, W.Thomas.


Good Friday afternoon and whilst having an eye on the film Nicholas and Alexandra, it occurred to me that the film now has a couple of historic scenes (in the sense of British cinematic history) that were not apparent when I first saw the film in 1971. These scenes centre around no more than a few frames of the actor, Robin Asquith. With all his clothes on! Quite how Mr. Asquith got a part in a film which starred Michael Jayston and Janet Suzman in the title roles and co-starred the likes of Jack Hawkins, Harry Andrews, Olivier and Redgrave of the old guard and actors who followed them into the pantheon such as Michael Bryant, Ian Holm and Brian Cox, I am not at all certain but somebody obviously spotted his potential. Ooh! I say Mrs.

It could not have been too many years later when Mr.Asquith was cast as the thrusting ( sorry, couldn’t resist it) male lead in a series of films known as ‘The Confession’ films ( Window-cleaner, Taxi-driver etc.), perhaps more risqué but far less funny than the Carry On films. I believe Mr. Asquith was never knowingly seen on screen with all his clothes on, ever again!

So it has come to this. Writing absolute tosh about Robin Asquith. I suppose its nerves. At this stage, I haven’t a single report; I’m unlikely to receive any more correspondence and a magazine to fill. That’s my only excuse! Of course I can always take a pen to it if you do surprise me with a glut of stuff.

Football Club EGM

The Football Club have had another difficult season in almost every respect and it was with this in mind that the OTA Committee asked for an EGM to discuss the way forward.
The following is a copy of an e-mail written by Glen Cain, who so sensitively ‘chaired’ the meeting, sent to those present: -

Thanks to all those who turned up to last nights meeting in Victoria, there were 28 of us in total, an encouraging number, for such an important meeting.
Thanks, also, to Barry Ashford, for allowing us the use of the school for over two hours, and for future usage in May.

9 out of 12 of the OTA committee were present and came to the conclusion, that there was enough interest, commitment and understanding of the issues shown by members of the football club, that they were suitably and sufficiently encouraged to consider that the football club has a future.

A number of points were raised and the main issues concerning the structure and administration of the club were addressed. This resulted in the "appointment" of the following: - Chairman - Keith Pickersgill, Secretary - Ted Farrelly, Fixture Secretary - Dominic Hughes.

I say "appointment", as these three positions, plus team captains and committee members, need to be approved at the Football Club AGM. I would like to say, on behalf of everyone, well-done fellas and, thank you for stepping forward.

The Football Club AGM is to be held on 23rd May 2005, at 6.30pm (for 6.45pm start), at Greycoats School Annexe, in Regency Street, Victoria (nearest tube Pimlico).

Aside from the appointments to be made, the AGM will address more directly many of the issues raised last night. These include the complete administration of day to day/week to week/season to season affairs, i.e. club correspondence, fixtures, fines, match fees, annual subscriptions, reporting of results, clubhouse and changing room management, bar takings etc. This list is neither exhaustive or restrictive or even unmanageable. But to enable the club to get back up on its feet, and then move forward, these are vital pre-requisites.

This AGM, like the meeting last night, demands a strong attendance, as all members, captains and players need to fully understand and progress the level of responsibility, commitment and practical actions across the football club generally. Without any of these, the football club will not be in a position to meet the requirements laid down by either the AFA or AFC, as well as our own main committee.

Therefore, I ask all skippers to please contact/invite all your squad players and interested parties, and inform them of the date and time of the AGM. Stress to them the importance of the AGM, because it is all of our club, and.all being well, we will see similar numbers, ideas, solutions and allegiances that we saw and heard last night.
Plus a pint or two in the pub after, can't be bad.

Thanks and Kind regards
Glenn Cain

Within the following month, Glen chaired a successful AGM, which decided that the Club would attempt to run four teams for the season2005/6. Captains for those sides were appointed as follows: - 1stXI – John Peers. 2ndXI – Kevin Sellick. 3rdXI – John Pearce and the 4thXI – Ed Farrelly. Good luck to her and all who sail in her.

Before Glen could enjoy his summer, he led the Club’s delegation to a disciplinary hearing before the League. The delegation managed to keep the bailiffs away temporarily but unless we pay the rent in time, they’ll be back again next year.

I know many people have thanked Glen personally, for his efforts on the Football Club’s behalf, particularly over this recent period. We will never know whether anybody else would have stepped up to the plate if Glen had not taken on the responsibility of steering the Club through it’s latest traumatic journey. However, when our teams kick off the new season, I hope everybody remembers the effort that Glen put in to allow the OTA’s senior Club to continue it’s long history.

Thanks Glen.


1st XI

After last year's near miss on promotion to Premier, hopes were high at the start of the season. A return of only 2 league victories, relegation and early exits from all 3 cup competitions is depressing. From a settled squad of 16 players we lost K Bennett, S Brewis, D Brewis, R Bartley, P Ranger, J Whelan and P Kent, for all or the majority of the season. All told, 45 players turned out for the 1s including my mum and granny. Continuity became impossible, and although fighting hard, we were being beaten by more settled and skilful teams.

On a positive note we did get the opportunity to blood some younger players. It is imperative that they become integrated into the 1st and 2nd team as soon as possible for the future welfare of the club. I owe a great deal of thanks to Jon Peers, Tom Shearn, John Pearce, Ted Vaughan and in particular Terry Smith for helping me out, particularly on a couple of fraught Friday nights and early Saturday mornings. (Mercilessly we were never that desperate that Terry actually played) Thanks also to Dave Brewis for running the team for the last two and a half years, and everyone else who turned out. Top goalscorer was John Moffatt with 10 goals from 14 matches. I was not named Manager of the Year.

Dominic Hughes.

Thank you very much Dom’. It looks as though you did well to complete the season. Lets hope Jon has better support and good fortune next season.

Dom’ probably was too embarrassed to tell you that his Gran’ won player of the season, narrowly edging out his Mum, by virtue of her greater experience.


3rd XI

A superb start to the season as far as our home form was concerned, drawing one and winning 3 including a 6-0 spanking of the eventual league runners up. Nothing to do with me reffing most of them mind. Unfortunately 10 of the first 15 games were away. We lost 8 of those. Mind you 6 of the 8 were only lost by 1 goal, usually scored in the last minute, mainly through Lawrence having his eyes closed in an intense effort of concentration, as he tried to work out how many of the outfield players wouldn’t bother sticking around
for the grub. Therefore, how many extra pies he would have. Eventually Lawrence became so fat his fingers couldn’t work the buttons on his mobile/ he was bedbound/was banned from trains, who knows. He just never turned up again and we had to take it in turns to go in goal in order of fatness, severeness of injury or being a striker in a 5 striker team. In the case of Dennis all 3 combined to send him to join Lawrence in the only part of Britain without mobile reception.

I won’t write all the excuses for our odd-goal losses because I get confused with the ones I’ve made up to come to terms with being a Bristol City fan but a couple need to be spelled out. We used 35 players in the course of the season and out of 24 games we had
the same defence twice. Probably not that actually. In fact we’re talking minutes rather than games when comparing back fours. There were the usual 5 or 6 games where players just didn’t turn up with no warning, apparently believing the rumours that the magic in my feet had travelled to my hands and I could make empty football kit come alive by pointing at it, just like Mary Poppins.

Despite the losses it seemed a pretty successful season, particularly in comparison to recent years. We were all looking forward to September. Our optimism may have been misplaced in expecting our sometime keeper Steve being a regular feature but surely we
were accurate in our prediction that our new look 3-4-3 formation (reverting to Tony-4-3 when Paul goes on holiday and Courtney gets sent off) would set new goal-scoring records in Div 3 South. Here are the players who I know are still keen to play, it would
be criminal to allow them to drift off to William Hill/ the pub/ another club/the grave, so I’ve given an honest assessment of their season.

Courtney - will always be there although he stopped bringing money when he started getting sent off, perhaps thinking I was going to get him to pay some fines. Had a good season otherwise.

Johnny - I thought my contact lenses had dried up when I watched him run at the defence once this season but he’d actually turned into a human hummingbird with his legs moving so fast they turned into a blur and made him float. I saw him pass in every game too. One of these sentences is a lie and you’ll be surprised which one. Seems to have every motor, ever featured, on Pimp My Ride.

Tony - only missed 1 game and held our defence together. Gave everyone the biggest relief of the season when he apparently missed Ronaldhino’s amazing toe punted goal against Chelsea and all the experts in the papers describing how the toe punt was one of the hardest shots to pull off because of the low margin of terror.

Kevin - top class new defender who scored a few goals. Childcare will be the only thing stopping him getting a regular place in the top 2 teams.

Jamie - runs like he’s being hunted down by vampires and looks brilliant going forward until the bit that matters but I’m still confident he will be the clubs top scorer next season, especially if Terry uses his connections. Lock up your daughters Pearce (and your

Paul - his best season with the club. Can look as graceful as a new-born giraffe but never seemed to let the ball (or man) past him. Has recently claimed beer no longer affects him, which may be an interesting new angle to try and get into Ted’s set-up, as a sort of

Mark Woolford - age has not mellowed him or made him much slower but its made him take up golf which in turn has made it easier to get him to take an 8 week break should it be required. Highlights include a kung fu fight at the BBC and searching for an opposition tooth in his elbow. Was influential in a utility role towards the end of the season. Just shut your eyes and cover your ears.

Mark Willis - with his diving and Woolfords full-blooded challenges you could get an opposition team of Tibetan monks one meditation away from full enlightenment so wound up they’d sound like a team of Jonesey’s who’d all scored an own goal each. Disappeared for the last couple of months snowboarding so obviously aiming for the 2nds. One of our most talented players but can cause chaos in the dressing room when he gets in a pant stealing mood.

At Woking it was snowing before the match and it appeared I hadn’t brought enough shirts so I played the first half wearing a blue sweatshirt with a white polo shirt over the top and looked even more of a plum than usual. Imagine how much I laughed as, whilst wondering what people would think of the mud-covered clothes I would be wearing when I took the train home, I noticed Willis was wearing three shirts. That was a bit of a
Dave Bassett half time team talk. It might have given the opposition a bit of a lift seeing me chase him around the pitch though, another last minute defeat.

Mark Said - Chelsea season ticket cost us a top three finish. Probably. We all know where he’s going.
Jake - another one who likes his holidays (and uses his subs to pay for them). Comes as a package with Jamie and like him should be a huge player for the club in future years.

Jonesey - only played 2 games for the 3rds but became our ref and did a great job. Funnily enough he didn’t start bollocking himself loudly every time he made a
mistake so progress made there then.

See you at the trials.

Tom Shearn.

Thanks a lot Tom. Next season will be Tom’s last for the Club as he is leaving the smoke for somewhere respectable. I hope you enjoy it Tom, for some strange reason, you seem to have enjoyed the last one.

Just before leaving the Football Club, Jon Peers, new 1st XI skipper is not letting the grass grow under his feet and has already approached a fitness coach to assist his squad in pre-season training.


OTA Members

February 2005

Sports Ground 80th Anniversary Appeal:

As Secretary of the Sports Ground Company I am writing to express our thanks for the magnificent response by OTA Members to the Appeal set up by the Sports Ground Company.

Our initial aim was to raise £8000 to replace the pavilion windows and provide additional showers to the away dressing rooms. The work on the showers involved more work than originally expected and the total cost of the project is £11333.

The Council of Management has received £4159 from individual donations by OTA Members that has been boosted by Gift Aid tax recovered of £1055 producing a tremendous £5214.

With donations from the OTA, Angel Services Furnishings Limited, two charitable trusts and profit from the Quiz Evening the total contributions to the Appeal have produced £11388.

As you probably realise the cost of running the Sports Ground (groundsman’s salary, equipment / materials for ground maintenance, and the upkeep of the pavilion) is a very difficult balancing act as our only source of income is fees charged to the users of the Sports Ground (School, OTA and other Sunday football clubs). The Appeal has therefore been very important in up-grading the pavilion facilities.

Over the last few years improvements to the facilities and playing surfaces at Motspur Park have been undertaken as and when cash flow has permitted and I am sure that you would like to join me in thanking out Treasurer and Ground Manager, Alan Baker for the commitment and enthusiasm that he has shown over many years and for driving forward the Anniversary Appeal together with our Chairman, Ron Forrest.

Once again, I would like to thank you for your generosity.

David Sadler
Company Secretary

The 5th Annual School Dinners Lunch – Friday April 8th 2005.

What can one say? This event seems to get better and better

Once again we met at the St George’s Hotel, Langham Place, in the Heights Restaurant with its stunning views over London

As usual, the staff were very attentive and the food excellent.

We had an attendance of 44 Old Boys with three first timers, Derek Jones, Vic Leverett and Graham Day. Graham was a contemporary of mine at school and no matter whatever else he may have achieved in life, Graham holds the distinction of being the man (then boy) who in 1962, lit the bomb that blew up the school toilets. He was indeed ahead of his time, as urban terrorism hadn’t really begun at that time. If he did the same thing today, he would probably be spending a very long time at Guantanamo Bay detention facility in Cuba! (Seems like a long way to go for a couple of hours on a Saturday morning. BB)

After the meal, we left the restaurant at about 4.45pm and went round the corner to The Cock public house, where everybody proceeded to get pissed and talk a load of bollocks as per usual.

The evening seemed to pass very quickly and most people started to drift off between 9 and 10pm. Former winners of the “most pissed” commendation seemed to behave impeccably; i.e. Tom Rix and Alan Baker. On balance, this year’s winner has to be Mike Johnson, not least for the fact that he ended up taking Graham Day home, who was himself, completely ‘out of his tree’!

We now seem to have a caucus of about 60 Old Boys who have attended the lunch at least once. If you haven’t yet made it, then I urge you to come next year – its well worth a day off work! So plan ahead, throw a sickie, lie to your wife but do whatever is needed to be there next year!

Next years date is Friday 28th April 2006.

Be there or be square.

Eddie Boyle – Your congenial host.

Talking of important dates for your diary, the OTA AGM will take place on Tuesday 27th September 2005 at 7.15pm and all are welcome.


For once the Cricket Club have failed to beat the deadline, which means that you will all have a lot more to read about in the next issue. I do know that both Saturday XIs are around mid table level but both sides are enjoying their cricket. The Sunday Taverners seem to be having rather more of a difficult season as far as results go but I trust they too are enjoying their cricket. I must just mention the strange injury situation which has recently plagued the 2nd XI. In May, Patrick Blewer threw a ball in from the outfield and broke Paul Kain’s finger. About four or five weeks later, Paul Kain threw the ball from the outfield and broke Paddy’s finger. I have to say that I did not see either incident but I have both a question and a conclusion, or is it a moral? Question: As both players throw the ball like girls, why did they not catch the thing? Conclusion/Moral: Never cross a Kain, he may take his time but he will have his revenge!

Micky Brown has joined me on several visits to the Ground during the summer so far and it has been really nice to say hello at different times to Al Brazier and on one occasion, it was a pleasure to see Dave Clark together with son, Matthew. I’d not seen Dave for many a year but he was in fine fettle and it was good to learn that the whole Clark family are in pretty goon nick. Its’ still a fine place to be on a Saturday afternoon, you should try it yourself sometime.

May I just mention an article I read recently by Mike Selvey, former Middlesex and England opening bowler, now cricket correspondent of the Guardian. There can hardly be a sport that is not subject to change bought about by improving technology in the equipment used in those sports. Golf, formula one racing are often mentioned in this regard but cricket bats too are constantly being tampered with. Selvey mentioned that Barry Richards had told him that on a visit to the South African dressing room he just happened to drop a ball onto Hershelle Gibbs’ bat. The ball hit the dressing room ceiling.

Selvey went on to cite a defensive shot played by Stuart Law of Lancashire off a Minor Counties bowler that eluded the straight fielders and went comfortably for four. Whilst accepting that Stewart Law is one of the best batsmen on the county circuit, Selvey maintains that this would not have happened in earlier days and that a defensive prod to a length ball should not produce a boundary. The reason for this situation, apparently, is that bats are now manufactured with less compaction, producing more spring. These bats will not last as long as earlier models but I doubt that any batsman would worry too much about that

Like Selvey, I have always thought the balance of the game favoured the batsmen and these new improved bats can only make that balance more pronounced. But I do wonder where the batsmen I bowled to, so many years ago, managed to lay there hands on these modern bats as they seemed to have no difficulty prodding me for boundaries all around the wicket.


OTA 150 Club

At the start of the year your committee, in an effort to try to secure more funds for the Association, decided to change the basis and amounts that would be paid in prize-money. I am sorry to inform you of this decision retroactively but hope that you will agree that we cannot forget the prime reason for the existence of the 150 Club is to supplement the Association’s fairly meagre funds. Having said that, I am certain that the winners of the two special quarterly prizes will be delighted.

DRAWS 2005

March 2005

Special £50 - 46 B E Lester

1st £25 - 99 J Pearce

2nd £15 – 145 P Unwin

3rd £10 – 2 K Joyner

June 2005

Special £50 - 136 M Pallen

1st £25 – 120 B O’Leary

2nd £15 – 127 D Orchin

3rd £10 – 94 M Vaughan

Tempted? Who wouldn’t be? Any more for any more? Come on….lets be ‘avin you!
Send even more money to:-

Mick Keating
58 Feering Hill
C05 9NL

I witter on about my aches and pains not because anyone should give a damn but because so many of you will be similarly affected and some in a far worse condition. I say this because I was shocked earlier this year to hear that Paul Quinton and his wife had contracted TB and both were, obviously, seriously ill. I am afraid my information is very hazy but I understand that Paul has been able to return to work although unfortunately his wife is still unwell. I know that you would all wish them a return to full health as soon as possible.

Well, that’s your lot for this issue. As I write, a day before setting sail with Keating’s bandits for Co.Clare, Sebastian Coe and his team has bought the Olympics back to London, an amazing feat. I was always an Ovett, (more Alf Tupper to Coe’s Lord Snooty) man myself but I shall put aside my personal preferences and congratulate all those who have bucked the odds and edged out Paris.

A day later and as we assembled in the hotel bar in Ennis, Co.Clare, we faced a large screen showing the horror of the London bombs. Those who had immediate concerns for friends and family, for proximity reasons, immediately made their phone calls home and those that knew their nearest and dearest couldn’t be affected could bide their time a bit. We eventually realised that all were safe and sound and I sincerely hope that all of yours were too. ‘My learned friend’, Jeff Lamb, will be reporting on the more frivolous aspects of the tour in the next issue.

Talking of ‘learned friends’; Brownie has recently become a Justice of the Peace and has celebrated by buying a massive black cap. So if you live in the Kent suburbs and are contemplating any form of misdemeanour, remember that you could appear before somebody who thinks Judge Jeffries and Judge Roy Bean were woolly liberals.

At the last OTA committee meeting I gave notice of my intention to retire from the post of editor of the Motspur Mumblings. My intention is to attempt three more issues, closing with MM25 in the winter issue 2006/7. I sincerely hope that we will find somebody to take my place by that time. So if any of you have wanted to get anything off your chests, you have had fair warning.

Thanks as always to all contributors, helpers and distributors. Enjoy the rest of the summer. With the Lions vanquished in New Zealand, it is up to our cricketers to restore some optimism in British sport. So far we seem to have played the Aussies’ nicely into form. I am certain many of you will be carefully following the events of the next few months.

Bob Blewer Tel.No 0208 647 4760
286 London Road
Wallington E-mail: blewerfamily at aol.com