Bowls Munro Cup Results: Photo Gallery and Extras

THE WIND PEOPLE OF SULLY

Strange goings-on were heard in village of Sully last Friday night; eerie coughing noises
were coming from the home of Bob 'hands-on' Lewis who was praying to the Wind God
to come to the rescue of the local bowling team the next day. _ _ __

Saturday morning brought a high wind and by the time the game started it had turned in to the Wind from Hell, the like of which locals had never before witnessed. Bob coughed even louder. The Wind People came onto the green and several unfair advantages were spotted by the opposition; Captain Kelvin was sporting a wattle-fence moustache which was either filtering the wind or muffling his frequent use if the 'F' word. Skip John was seen to be wearing suction pad trainers which anchored him to the ground, but which could be turned off to allow him to skip up the green following 'a good-un.' Huw flashed the teeth willed to him by Cesar Romero, and brought a whole new meaning to the term 'in the teeth of the wind'. He soon discovered that by aiming at Steep Holm the bowl finished up near the jack with monotonous regularity. Then there was Ken - well Ken was quieter than the rest, and it was noted that he was staring wistfully to the east. Some said he was wondering whether the anchor chains were holding his caravan, or if the wind had hurled it out to sea.

Looking across the green other unfair advantages were seen; Brian adopted his famous 'toilet-pan' delivery - nose down & arse up, which allowed him to bowl beneath the wind. Hywel was jubilant - for the first time this season he was able to blame his inability to correctly align the mat on the high wind. We all know that Farmer Mike couldn't stop a pig in a passage, but never before did we realize that it was to allow the wind to pass through unobstructed.

Chrissie found the way to combat the wind was to run diagonally up the green, right arm outstretched whilst shouting, 'WHITE - WHITE'. This is thought to be some kind of Wind God ritual At one point in the game everybody ducked when it was thought that somebody had lofted a six from the adjoining pitch, but we all became very worried when it was seen that the ball had carried on the wind from a village green in Somerset.

Dennis, on the far green delivered on one knee. It was thought that if Divine intervention was needed he would drop onto two. Little Bob had no problem as the wind passed over the top of him. Peter 'praying mantis' found that his distinct lack of body weight was to his advantage, and that if he turned sideways nobody would know he was there. His team mates were wondering where he was anyway.

GOOD LUCK IN THE NEXT ROUND LADS.

P.S. I understand that rather than play Rod decided to sample the calmer climes of Alaska.

Letter from Windsor Bowling club, author unknown?

50^th Anniversary Outing

As part of our Golden Jubilee celebrations, the Club went on it's first ever weekend trip.

Forty-one members and partners went on a four-day trip to Torquay. After a short delay in departure due to a lost coach driver, we made good time and arrived at the Derwent / TLH resort at lunchtime. A sightseeing tour was included and several of our party took advantage of this whilst others sought their own recreation.

On Saturday, the team, comprising of six rinks of players went to King's Bowling Club on the Torquay sea front where we were warmly welcomed. A very friendly game of 21 ends ensued with a mid-way break for tea. The result however, was not in keeping with a Municipal League Div.ision 2 Championship club, losing on 5 rinks and winning only on one.

The following day, the team, seemingly unperturbed by the previous day's reversal, set out in high spirits for Brixham St. Mary's Bowling Club. Again, a very convivial reception awaited us. This time wholesale changes in rink structure, resulted in a resounding victory for the intrepid tourists.

The success of the weekend was greatly helped by the fine weather and the location. The resort had many facilities including excellent swimming pools and an indoor bowling arena, which were put to good use by many of our party.

On Monday we all safely retimed to Sully and eagerly await the Club's 100^thanniversary tour !!!

Rod Griffiths

W B A 1st Round Tenby 2007

On the 16th June 2007, 16 men stout and true. Set of to the faraway place of Tenby. These were strange times in the annals of Sully Bowls history. Legend had it that if we could defeat the fearsome warriors of Tenby, we would venture further a field . Eventually ending up in the region of faraway and glory.

Hopes were high and confidence abounded as we set forth from Sully. Good time was made and we made a comfort stop at a hostilery just outside St Clears. A fine meal was had and we met other gladiators of the Bowls. A team from Presteigne who were going to take on Whitland. Pleasantries were exchanged and we once again set forth for Tenby. The sun was shining as we arrived at Tenby Bowling Club and the facilities looked superb. Before we got changed, a team photograph was arranged mainly Dave Edwards our coach travelling supporter.

After the gladiators changed into their fighting colours a second team photo was taken. This time by Dereck Blainey (not Bailey). The time of battle was due to commence when the team was surprised by a fierce set of tribal chiefs (WBA officials) who demanded to see our chosen implements of battle.

Then at 2.30pm the game began. With the first few ends played honours were even, but as the sun moved across the heavens Sully Gladiators began to wilt, Tenby sensing victory boosted by their supporters in the gallery fuelled by refreshments

Twisted home their superiority and at the rise of evening tide defeated the Sully Gladiators.

Not that these were cruel people as they celebrated victory and invited their defeated opponents to recover in their hospitality of food and drink.

That night a crestfallen band of gladiators returned home to their loved ones, vowing to avenge themselves Next year.