Another great season drew to a close with a brilliant tour to Gloucester.
On Saturday the be-hatted Lymm army arrived at Chosen Hill in unexpected sunshine, Ian Johnstone’s surreal chicken titfer winning the hat contest. That’s the last thing we did win! We were rubbish – losing the rugby, boys’ tug of war, mens’ tug of war – we couldn’t even hammer a nail into a tree stump (old Gloucester game apparently!). But what a great time we had. The Chosen Hill lads were an excellent team who played a different game to what we are used to at home. And a very good game it was. Lymm went 4 tries behind before remembering what they did and pulling 3 tries back. But it wasn’t enough to stop Chosen Hill running out worthy winners. We were then looked after royally by a splendid rugby club. I would tell you about the evening’s escapades but I can’t remember much about them.
By Sunday both the hats and the weather had taken a turn for the worse. And the army when they arrived at Silhillians looked more like the crowd in the Big market, Newcastle at 3am on a Saturday morning. That is those who found it on time instead of wandering aimlessly around Birmingham all morning. The boys were a bit strong for the Silhillian lads who put in a brave performance. With hindsight they should’ve played the Lymm dads – they would have won easily.
Yet again the Silhillians hosted us brilliantly, their champion thrashing ours at the Mars Bar/Coke challenge. They also arranged for their entire mini-section to attack us with water guns – thanks lads!
So, a perfect end to a great season. Thanks to our hosts, the very patient Holiday Inn, Gloucester (now being refurbished), everyone involved in the tour organisation(!) all the parents and most of all a smashing group of lads.
