I have been suffering from croquet withdrawal symptoms for the last seven weeks, so I was keen to get back on the lawns to see if I could still play. It was drizzling a little when I got to the lawns around 1.40 pm on Monday, but then the Sun came out and it proved to be a pleasant afternoon. (Yes, the Sun. You know, that big white ball in the sky. I am sure you remember it really.)
But the question was, could I still play, or had my croquet muscles forgotten what to do? I was definitely rusty to start with, but after a decent warm up, it all came flooding back. Admittedly, it wasn’t pretty – more ‘agricultural’ than precision croquet – but it was still effective.
So, it’s definitely time to plan this year’s campaign of practice and tournaments. I hope to see plenty of you on the lawns soon.
Peter Allan
