Post by JEM on Jul 10, 2010 23:51:12 GMT
CHURCH CAMP 2010 REPORT
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An account from the diary of John E Maddams, Neptune and Church Archivist.
Friday June 18th
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Stephen Brown picked me up and I sat in the back seat surrounded by luggage while Thomas sat in the front seat navigating with the Sat Nav.
I navigated in the back seat using the map, Had we gone my way we would have got there sooner as Sat Nav took us past the left hand turning off the A10 which would have led us to a right hand turning into the filed, instead Sat Nav took us another one and half mile detour to come in the other end of that road. So high tech is not always better.
The Camp organisers had not been able to get me a four poster bed but I did get a 6 foot by 8 foot green ridge tent all to myself. There were 22 tents in the end Quentin has a lot in store having been a scout master for many years, and other folk brought their own of varying sizes. Noa shared a zebra two man tent, owned and erected by his friend Thomas Wagstaff.
Quentin’s one general notice to us all which he had us repeat after he’d welcomed us was
“I WONT DO ANYTHING STUPID”
We dined on beef stew, mashed potatoes, carrots and peas, followed by fruit pie and custard. The carrots were not quite cooked and one slice got wedged in my gullet.
Friends offered to hit my back but I was able to cough it up. After that we watched the England versus Algeria match in the World Cup football. Result Algeria 0 England 0. England were hopeless.
We sat outside around the camp fire late into the night. We toasted slices of bread on the fire.
I did a couple of slices and buttered them.
I left at mid night and lent one of my hot water bottles to Mrs Karen Westlake who then brought mine over to my tent near the gate from Quentin and I turned in about 12.30am but there was talking going on until 1am and the last couple left the fire at 1.15am.
It was a very cold night. I had about 5 layers of clothing, vest, shirt, jumper, blue liner, old blue fleece on and three layers above me, camp sleeping bag, blanket and raincoat. and remained mainly warm except my feet.
Saturday June 19
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I woke at 4am and again at 5am when I was propelled out of bed. The pillow fell on the floor as I raised my head and as I altered the balance of the bed, trying to reach it, I was propelled forwards onto the floor.
So at 5.15am I went off to the one single male portaloo and then went for a stroll around the field. About 5.30 Quentin appeared and made a cup of tea for himself, his wife and me and we had a bit of a chat about our experiences of camping, He’s camped here before in this field or the one next door. The farmer Bob Williams and his wife Julie are old friends of his. Bob hails from Australia and they were flying the Australian flag in their garden. Quentin has known Julie since she was a school girl. He has had as many as 100 boys camped here. Gavin Walter laid out the cutlery and basins on tables and I helped.
I sat around the fire and conversed with Andrew W Turner, who told me how he had been away for a 2 day first aid course and then again for a 2 day advanced expedition leader course and was now qualified to take seniors into the mountains. He and Simon Pickhaver are taking 6 seniors into the Peak District of Derbyshire.
Andrew having heard Quentin talking about making the fire up, laid additional wood on it only to find that he meant he wanted to die it down, rake it, set up piles of bricks to put the wire trays over it, too cook Breakfast.
His daughter Grace was up still in her pyjamas and 7 other layers of clothing. A bit later on with a few layers off she was doing cart wheels. Older sister Eve returned to her sleeping bag until a more intelligent hour. At 7am Simon Mattholie rode off on his mobile not sure whether he’d ride to Nuthampstead [ and back to his parents ] or home to Sewards End for breakfast. [ Sewards End won, he came back later. ]
At 7.30am we had an attack of Sabeymania from within a tent over a megaphone urging everyone to get up – it was a bit late!. There was to be a session of some new form of exercises on a mat, so I helped lay out two large marquee size mats.
Then various folk indulged in this individual exercise routine while I tried a few sitting in a chair and did some of my own. Mike Turner brought me a mug of tea.
Around the fire, led by Jenny Dawe, the sausages , bacon, and eggs were fried. We had breakfast at 8.30am beginning with Cornflakes or Weetabix followed by cooked breakfast, and my fourth mug of tea. I and several others helped with drying the crockery but Denise insisted on being the only washer up. Had we had two or three it would have worked better and quicker. Incongruously after Breakfast Elizabeth and Sergio opened Tuck Shop.
At 10.30am a group went picking strawberries at the Strawberry Farm. Not fancying bending a lot I did not go and found out later that the strawberries are trained up posts to waist high to make it easier to pick. I had noticed that as we drove past on the way to Camp but it did not really register. I went for a walk around the field next door.
Various types of games occurred around the camp field. Halo, a team game, Miniten, Penalty Shots, golf shots or a form of putting, and quoits. Some of the boys made a shelter in the copse next door, their Den, of slabs of concrete, metal sheets, and branches of trees. Health & Safety probably would not have approved it, but who cares at 12+. We went a- wooding in the copse to keep the home fire burning to cook the Lunch. Periods of sunshine were interspersed with periods of cloud.
Lunch was served of ham and cheese sandwiches, pork pie, pickle, and sauces, apple pie and custard or fresh fruits - apple, banana, and satsuma. Before we ate Mike led the Grace
“O Lord bless this bunch as we munch our lunch” .
After Lunch, Tuck Shop opened again. a cricket match was started but rained off and then French bowles was organised in the marquee, and cards including Rummy and Cheat and various table games including jigsaws and Jenga were taken up. When the rain stopped and the cry to return to the wickets went up the bowles had to be finished first, by which time it was raining again, other guests and delayed campers arrived for the evening concert.
The Result of the Cricket Match on Saturday was
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Team A Denise 3, Dominic 2, Noah 2 .All out for 11
Team B Tom Wagstaff 10, James Sabey 6, Rain stopped play
At 4pm we had Tea of tea or coffee with cakes and scones. Two fields away the sheep had given way to a mixed herd of cows. Light aircraft passed overhead. Frisbies were zooming about, more and more visitors arrived. We cleared the marquee of tables and set the chairs out in a horseshoe formation.
Several of the boys were “helping” with the fire which fascinated them.
From 5.30 - 7.00pm, we had a Barbecue with Steve Sabey and Mark Gardiner in charge.
Denise Vincent was in charge of the concert and was under immense stress as her back was causing her much pain and several people pulled out who had offered to help.
We began with Neptune ( me) singing solo “Jolly Old Camping weather” and then I referred to Camp Initiation at previous camps, and read the message on the certificates which would be issued to everyone before they went home. Then I led the audience participation song “ Old Man Noah had an Ark”
Quentin did a turn, and then led an audience participation song EVERYBODY where each time we sang it we left a letter out and replaced it with a hand sign.
Luke Sabey made us all laugh with his tummy wobbling ,
Steve, Phylis and Thomas Brown did a turn “Robin Hood”.
Quentin did a turn involving us all in a beheading We had to say Creak, creak -and produce the action of winding up the guillotine, Swish, Ker plonk as the head came off and as it rolled away obbley, woobley lobbley.. Neptune insisted on us reversing the song so he finished up with his head on.
Then we had Eve’s Magic Show with a couple of conjuring tricks by Eve Turner.
Then we had a spectacular organised by Gavin Walter and his daughter Sarah
and Blow Football using straws involving Simon Pickhaver, Noa, and Tom. All got wet.
Quentin led us in “Bring back my Bonnie to me” and a rhymed story monologue about King ‘arold.
Thomas Brown did a conjuring levitation exercise involving a sthingy behind a cloth which kind of finished the show and we all piled out towards the fire, and the tables went back in the marquee. The Williams’ who own the farm came to the concert as guests.
Sergio and Liz went back to Walden for a shower and a decent night’s sleep in a warm bed, and returned Sunday for breakfast.
Simon Pickhaver and Denise organised a collection to get gifts for the Dawe’s and Sabey’s.
We sat around the camp fire, again making toast, including toasting marsh mellows, until a late hour with cans of beer, and bottles of wine. I had the last bacon sandwich. There were lots of conversations, along with some people telling gruesome ghost stories. I went to bed at 11.30pm with two hot water bottles. Karen Westlake I lent one to last night has been out of camp and bought 2. The day closed with a cold wind but no more rain, and stars could be seen between the clouds.
Sunday June 20.
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I awoke with a cramp attack brought on by the cold, and ventured out about 6am
and went to the loo, soon after I immerged so did Quentin. He made a cup of tea for himself, his wife and me and we chatted. He had slept in two arctic sleeping bags inside each other. It was a cloudy morning.
I opened up the marquee and set out the cutlery, the jam, marmalade and honey pots, the butter pots and set up the tables for serving Breakfast and for washing up. Which pleased Gavin when he came along later, and then he went to get water.
I went wooding joined later by others and we brought over enough to carry on until we broke camp.
For breakfast we enjoyed again breakfast cereals followed by bacon, egg, and sausages, bread and butter and spreads.
Phylis taught Eve another conjuring trick.
Peter Wagstaff , me and Noa went to fetch more water while Simon and Denise went off to buy the gifts for the presentation. We filled the water tanks under the water tower but actually from a standpipe off the farm’s mains, through a yellow hose.
Noa told us that he and Thomas Wagstaff had not spent the night in Thomas’s zebra tent as the previous night but had gone in with parents as they were frightened by the ghost stories which had run riot in their imaginations.
Then the tables came out of the Marquee and the seats were set out in horseshoe for morning service and the sun began to shine more and more.
The musicians practised the tunes. Another exercise session got under way which I joined in and was photographed doing so. What a sight. I hope it did not break the camera. The Viceroy coach load from Walden turned up and much conversation ensued. .
Simon Mattholie led morning worship for Father’s Day, Including a “Mr and Mrs” Skit involving 3 fathers and their sons which proved quite hilarious.
Stephen and Thomas Brown. Chris and Ben Winfield, Steve and James Sabey.
At least Stephen and Thomas had bonded well [ Thomas had not wanted to come, so Stephen ordered him to do so. Thomas obeyed and was very pleased he did as he thoroughly enjoyed it all. ]
Simon to introduced his talk on decision making by holding a raffle won by Gavin, each of us being given a cloakroom ticket in the way in by Dominic.
We sang from printed song sheets We closed singing “Be thou my vision”.
More games followed outside as the Tables were brought in for Lunch when 69 sat down for it. First we had the presentations orchestrated by Simon Pickhaver.
For Jenny and Quentin, Cliff and Glenys, Steve and Angela each presented with plants and wine; and sunflowers and chocolates to Simon Mattholie, and to Mike, Gavin and Dave who had helped erect the tents that was spread over 2 days..
Jenny then announced of lunch “Sit still and it will come to you” and we enjoyed beef, potatoes, carrots and beans followed with meringue nests, strawberries and cream.
We signed a Thank You card for Bob and Julie Williams.
The church tables and chairs were loaded into the holds of the coach, in which Cliff drove the coach party back to Walden and Gavin and Simon Pickhaver went with it to unload the coach at the church, and then all returned by car.
We played together Puddux for which I kept the scores and scored 1 run. Biggest scorers were Steve Sabey 21. Thomas Wagstaff 18. Ben Winfield 12. But it was marred a bit by Phylis while trying to catch a ball fell and injured her ankle, but she kept hold of the ball. So the Browns had to leave early .
.
The match was followed by Tea of cakes and drinks. Then together most of the campers who had been there since Friday night or Thursday, dismantled the camp site, marquee, and tents, and loaded most of the equipment on the van.
Also with us was Adam Goullee who came on the Viceroy coach this morning but stayed to play Puddox and help pack up the camp site and load the van, too whom I gave a Camp certificate as we really do appreciate his participation and practical help.
All that was left was one green ridge tent with equipment of little value, and the 3 Portaloo’s awaiting collection, and the fire the embers of which continued to burn, which was raked, and Quentin would next day extinguish from the remaining water in the containers and returf..
Steve Sabey brought me and my luggage home.
I phoned the Brown’s residence and had a chat with Phylis. Her foot is very painful but an X-ray confirms there is no breakage. She has chipped a bone in a leg and sprained the tendons on that foot. She was lying with her foot elevated about her chest, with ice pads renewed at 40 minute intervals, by the phone to phone all the people she would have to tell that she cannot work with for a while. It could take several; days or a couple of weeks to heal. Robert is revising his English for tomorrow’s GCSE exam
I walked around to Steve Sabey’s at 3 Bell Close, to pick up my hand luggage I forget to unload earlier.
THE PUDDUX MATCH
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Andrew Turner’s Team
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Andrew Turner 7
James Sabey 10
Ben Winfield 12
Robert Gaffan 5
Samuel Gardiner 0
Joseph Gaffan 0
Noa Driscoll 9
Steve Brown 5
Quentin Dawe 3
Kathie Winfield 1
Unrecorded ? 0
Peter Wagstaff 2
Dawn Wagstaff 4
Simon Mattholie 2
Adam Goullee 10
Todd Weston 5
Neil Gaffan 5
John Maddams 1
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TOTAL 81
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Steve Sabey’s Team
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Thomas Wagstaff 18
Sam Winfield 0
Nathan Winfield 2
Chris Winfield 7
David Todman 7
Mark Gardiner 2
Matthew Todman 0
Steve Sabey 21
Riina Driscoll 13
Sarah Walter 7
Elizabeth Vilela 0
Dominic Mattholie 0
Sergio Vilela 2
Phyllis Brown [retired hurt]
Denise Vincent 3
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TOTAL 82
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An account from the diary of John E Maddams, Neptune and Church Archivist.
Friday June 18th
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Stephen Brown picked me up and I sat in the back seat surrounded by luggage while Thomas sat in the front seat navigating with the Sat Nav.
I navigated in the back seat using the map, Had we gone my way we would have got there sooner as Sat Nav took us past the left hand turning off the A10 which would have led us to a right hand turning into the filed, instead Sat Nav took us another one and half mile detour to come in the other end of that road. So high tech is not always better.
The Camp organisers had not been able to get me a four poster bed but I did get a 6 foot by 8 foot green ridge tent all to myself. There were 22 tents in the end Quentin has a lot in store having been a scout master for many years, and other folk brought their own of varying sizes. Noa shared a zebra two man tent, owned and erected by his friend Thomas Wagstaff.
Quentin’s one general notice to us all which he had us repeat after he’d welcomed us was
“I WONT DO ANYTHING STUPID”
We dined on beef stew, mashed potatoes, carrots and peas, followed by fruit pie and custard. The carrots were not quite cooked and one slice got wedged in my gullet.
Friends offered to hit my back but I was able to cough it up. After that we watched the England versus Algeria match in the World Cup football. Result Algeria 0 England 0. England were hopeless.
We sat outside around the camp fire late into the night. We toasted slices of bread on the fire.
I did a couple of slices and buttered them.
I left at mid night and lent one of my hot water bottles to Mrs Karen Westlake who then brought mine over to my tent near the gate from Quentin and I turned in about 12.30am but there was talking going on until 1am and the last couple left the fire at 1.15am.
It was a very cold night. I had about 5 layers of clothing, vest, shirt, jumper, blue liner, old blue fleece on and three layers above me, camp sleeping bag, blanket and raincoat. and remained mainly warm except my feet.
Saturday June 19
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I woke at 4am and again at 5am when I was propelled out of bed. The pillow fell on the floor as I raised my head and as I altered the balance of the bed, trying to reach it, I was propelled forwards onto the floor.
So at 5.15am I went off to the one single male portaloo and then went for a stroll around the field. About 5.30 Quentin appeared and made a cup of tea for himself, his wife and me and we had a bit of a chat about our experiences of camping, He’s camped here before in this field or the one next door. The farmer Bob Williams and his wife Julie are old friends of his. Bob hails from Australia and they were flying the Australian flag in their garden. Quentin has known Julie since she was a school girl. He has had as many as 100 boys camped here. Gavin Walter laid out the cutlery and basins on tables and I helped.
I sat around the fire and conversed with Andrew W Turner, who told me how he had been away for a 2 day first aid course and then again for a 2 day advanced expedition leader course and was now qualified to take seniors into the mountains. He and Simon Pickhaver are taking 6 seniors into the Peak District of Derbyshire.
Andrew having heard Quentin talking about making the fire up, laid additional wood on it only to find that he meant he wanted to die it down, rake it, set up piles of bricks to put the wire trays over it, too cook Breakfast.
His daughter Grace was up still in her pyjamas and 7 other layers of clothing. A bit later on with a few layers off she was doing cart wheels. Older sister Eve returned to her sleeping bag until a more intelligent hour. At 7am Simon Mattholie rode off on his mobile not sure whether he’d ride to Nuthampstead [ and back to his parents ] or home to Sewards End for breakfast. [ Sewards End won, he came back later. ]
At 7.30am we had an attack of Sabeymania from within a tent over a megaphone urging everyone to get up – it was a bit late!. There was to be a session of some new form of exercises on a mat, so I helped lay out two large marquee size mats.
Then various folk indulged in this individual exercise routine while I tried a few sitting in a chair and did some of my own. Mike Turner brought me a mug of tea.
Around the fire, led by Jenny Dawe, the sausages , bacon, and eggs were fried. We had breakfast at 8.30am beginning with Cornflakes or Weetabix followed by cooked breakfast, and my fourth mug of tea. I and several others helped with drying the crockery but Denise insisted on being the only washer up. Had we had two or three it would have worked better and quicker. Incongruously after Breakfast Elizabeth and Sergio opened Tuck Shop.
At 10.30am a group went picking strawberries at the Strawberry Farm. Not fancying bending a lot I did not go and found out later that the strawberries are trained up posts to waist high to make it easier to pick. I had noticed that as we drove past on the way to Camp but it did not really register. I went for a walk around the field next door.
Various types of games occurred around the camp field. Halo, a team game, Miniten, Penalty Shots, golf shots or a form of putting, and quoits. Some of the boys made a shelter in the copse next door, their Den, of slabs of concrete, metal sheets, and branches of trees. Health & Safety probably would not have approved it, but who cares at 12+. We went a- wooding in the copse to keep the home fire burning to cook the Lunch. Periods of sunshine were interspersed with periods of cloud.
Lunch was served of ham and cheese sandwiches, pork pie, pickle, and sauces, apple pie and custard or fresh fruits - apple, banana, and satsuma. Before we ate Mike led the Grace
“O Lord bless this bunch as we munch our lunch” .
After Lunch, Tuck Shop opened again. a cricket match was started but rained off and then French bowles was organised in the marquee, and cards including Rummy and Cheat and various table games including jigsaws and Jenga were taken up. When the rain stopped and the cry to return to the wickets went up the bowles had to be finished first, by which time it was raining again, other guests and delayed campers arrived for the evening concert.
The Result of the Cricket Match on Saturday was
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Team A Denise 3, Dominic 2, Noah 2 .All out for 11
Team B Tom Wagstaff 10, James Sabey 6, Rain stopped play
At 4pm we had Tea of tea or coffee with cakes and scones. Two fields away the sheep had given way to a mixed herd of cows. Light aircraft passed overhead. Frisbies were zooming about, more and more visitors arrived. We cleared the marquee of tables and set the chairs out in a horseshoe formation.
Several of the boys were “helping” with the fire which fascinated them.
From 5.30 - 7.00pm, we had a Barbecue with Steve Sabey and Mark Gardiner in charge.
Denise Vincent was in charge of the concert and was under immense stress as her back was causing her much pain and several people pulled out who had offered to help.
We began with Neptune ( me) singing solo “Jolly Old Camping weather” and then I referred to Camp Initiation at previous camps, and read the message on the certificates which would be issued to everyone before they went home. Then I led the audience participation song “ Old Man Noah had an Ark”
Quentin did a turn, and then led an audience participation song EVERYBODY where each time we sang it we left a letter out and replaced it with a hand sign.
Luke Sabey made us all laugh with his tummy wobbling ,
Steve, Phylis and Thomas Brown did a turn “Robin Hood”.
Quentin did a turn involving us all in a beheading We had to say Creak, creak -and produce the action of winding up the guillotine, Swish, Ker plonk as the head came off and as it rolled away obbley, woobley lobbley.. Neptune insisted on us reversing the song so he finished up with his head on.
Then we had Eve’s Magic Show with a couple of conjuring tricks by Eve Turner.
Then we had a spectacular organised by Gavin Walter and his daughter Sarah
and Blow Football using straws involving Simon Pickhaver, Noa, and Tom. All got wet.
Quentin led us in “Bring back my Bonnie to me” and a rhymed story monologue about King ‘arold.
Thomas Brown did a conjuring levitation exercise involving a sthingy behind a cloth which kind of finished the show and we all piled out towards the fire, and the tables went back in the marquee. The Williams’ who own the farm came to the concert as guests.
Sergio and Liz went back to Walden for a shower and a decent night’s sleep in a warm bed, and returned Sunday for breakfast.
Simon Pickhaver and Denise organised a collection to get gifts for the Dawe’s and Sabey’s.
We sat around the camp fire, again making toast, including toasting marsh mellows, until a late hour with cans of beer, and bottles of wine. I had the last bacon sandwich. There were lots of conversations, along with some people telling gruesome ghost stories. I went to bed at 11.30pm with two hot water bottles. Karen Westlake I lent one to last night has been out of camp and bought 2. The day closed with a cold wind but no more rain, and stars could be seen between the clouds.
Sunday June 20.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I awoke with a cramp attack brought on by the cold, and ventured out about 6am
and went to the loo, soon after I immerged so did Quentin. He made a cup of tea for himself, his wife and me and we chatted. He had slept in two arctic sleeping bags inside each other. It was a cloudy morning.
I opened up the marquee and set out the cutlery, the jam, marmalade and honey pots, the butter pots and set up the tables for serving Breakfast and for washing up. Which pleased Gavin when he came along later, and then he went to get water.
I went wooding joined later by others and we brought over enough to carry on until we broke camp.
For breakfast we enjoyed again breakfast cereals followed by bacon, egg, and sausages, bread and butter and spreads.
Phylis taught Eve another conjuring trick.
Peter Wagstaff , me and Noa went to fetch more water while Simon and Denise went off to buy the gifts for the presentation. We filled the water tanks under the water tower but actually from a standpipe off the farm’s mains, through a yellow hose.
Noa told us that he and Thomas Wagstaff had not spent the night in Thomas’s zebra tent as the previous night but had gone in with parents as they were frightened by the ghost stories which had run riot in their imaginations.
Then the tables came out of the Marquee and the seats were set out in horseshoe for morning service and the sun began to shine more and more.
The musicians practised the tunes. Another exercise session got under way which I joined in and was photographed doing so. What a sight. I hope it did not break the camera. The Viceroy coach load from Walden turned up and much conversation ensued. .
Simon Mattholie led morning worship for Father’s Day, Including a “Mr and Mrs” Skit involving 3 fathers and their sons which proved quite hilarious.
Stephen and Thomas Brown. Chris and Ben Winfield, Steve and James Sabey.
At least Stephen and Thomas had bonded well [ Thomas had not wanted to come, so Stephen ordered him to do so. Thomas obeyed and was very pleased he did as he thoroughly enjoyed it all. ]
Simon to introduced his talk on decision making by holding a raffle won by Gavin, each of us being given a cloakroom ticket in the way in by Dominic.
We sang from printed song sheets We closed singing “Be thou my vision”.
More games followed outside as the Tables were brought in for Lunch when 69 sat down for it. First we had the presentations orchestrated by Simon Pickhaver.
For Jenny and Quentin, Cliff and Glenys, Steve and Angela each presented with plants and wine; and sunflowers and chocolates to Simon Mattholie, and to Mike, Gavin and Dave who had helped erect the tents that was spread over 2 days..
Jenny then announced of lunch “Sit still and it will come to you” and we enjoyed beef, potatoes, carrots and beans followed with meringue nests, strawberries and cream.
We signed a Thank You card for Bob and Julie Williams.
The church tables and chairs were loaded into the holds of the coach, in which Cliff drove the coach party back to Walden and Gavin and Simon Pickhaver went with it to unload the coach at the church, and then all returned by car.
We played together Puddux for which I kept the scores and scored 1 run. Biggest scorers were Steve Sabey 21. Thomas Wagstaff 18. Ben Winfield 12. But it was marred a bit by Phylis while trying to catch a ball fell and injured her ankle, but she kept hold of the ball. So the Browns had to leave early .
.
The match was followed by Tea of cakes and drinks. Then together most of the campers who had been there since Friday night or Thursday, dismantled the camp site, marquee, and tents, and loaded most of the equipment on the van.
Also with us was Adam Goullee who came on the Viceroy coach this morning but stayed to play Puddox and help pack up the camp site and load the van, too whom I gave a Camp certificate as we really do appreciate his participation and practical help.
All that was left was one green ridge tent with equipment of little value, and the 3 Portaloo’s awaiting collection, and the fire the embers of which continued to burn, which was raked, and Quentin would next day extinguish from the remaining water in the containers and returf..
Steve Sabey brought me and my luggage home.
I phoned the Brown’s residence and had a chat with Phylis. Her foot is very painful but an X-ray confirms there is no breakage. She has chipped a bone in a leg and sprained the tendons on that foot. She was lying with her foot elevated about her chest, with ice pads renewed at 40 minute intervals, by the phone to phone all the people she would have to tell that she cannot work with for a while. It could take several; days or a couple of weeks to heal. Robert is revising his English for tomorrow’s GCSE exam
I walked around to Steve Sabey’s at 3 Bell Close, to pick up my hand luggage I forget to unload earlier.
THE PUDDUX MATCH
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Andrew Turner’s Team
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Andrew Turner 7
James Sabey 10
Ben Winfield 12
Robert Gaffan 5
Samuel Gardiner 0
Joseph Gaffan 0
Noa Driscoll 9
Steve Brown 5
Quentin Dawe 3
Kathie Winfield 1
Unrecorded ? 0
Peter Wagstaff 2
Dawn Wagstaff 4
Simon Mattholie 2
Adam Goullee 10
Todd Weston 5
Neil Gaffan 5
John Maddams 1
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
TOTAL 81
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Steve Sabey’s Team
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Thomas Wagstaff 18
Sam Winfield 0
Nathan Winfield 2
Chris Winfield 7
David Todman 7
Mark Gardiner 2
Matthew Todman 0
Steve Sabey 21
Riina Driscoll 13
Sarah Walter 7
Elizabeth Vilela 0
Dominic Mattholie 0
Sergio Vilela 2
Phyllis Brown [retired hurt]
Denise Vincent 3
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TOTAL 82
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