The photograph above is from an afternoon’s friendly fixture against a visiting team.
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George the Cat
And just to show that we are a little different from other bowling clubs, we will close this website with a photograph and poem from a quieter time.
This is the poem “Watch out for George” from Roger Davies.
He cannot read and cannot write.
But he can scratch and he can bite.
He is the guardian of the green
The hidden claw, the guard unseen.
He sits there proudly on the wall,
And if you woof or growl at all.
He will come out with language bad,
And then report you to his dad.
Come the lockdown in two twenty.
The bowling green was quiet and empty,
George sat watching on the wall,
But no one came, no one at all,
The road was also quiet and empty,
No motor cars and parking plenty,
No car horns or angry beepers.
No shoppers or shopkeepers.
Then one day with lockdown over,
A man came along with a dog called rover,
More and more people began to appear,
And all the ladies stroked him and called him dear.
Then the bowlers came back and made a fuss,
It was all too much for a shy young puss.
Where have you all been he said in Meow,
Time for someone else to look after it now!
In the bushes he sat one day
When suddenly he felt a spray,
He scampered quick across the green
It cannot be rain he thought .poor cat
Washing his paws as he sat.
It seems to come from out of ground,
Wetting and watering all around.
World must be upside down he said,
May be better off in bed.
Sleeping this way, then sleeping that
He dreamed of his girlfriend tabby cat.
He dreamed he was king and she was queen,
Meeting at his favourite bowling green,
But behind the bushes creeping low,
Came a rival, what a blow…
But then a smile came on his face
It was not a member of the cat race.
It was a squirrel with bushy tail and ears
One he had not seen for years and years
“George! Wake up you lazy soul!
I’ve just put your supper in your bowl”.