Quokkas Cricket Club

Quokkas are electric

Quokkas CC - 204/5 (Sohail 66 n/o, Ali 53, Fergus 35) beat Merstham CC - 201/8 (Seagull 1-8, Faggie 1-10)

Our antipodean representation at Merstham CC hit a season high when regular Faggie was joined by Conan the bow tie killer and debutant Kiwi, Fergus, soon to be known as Todd. I am delighted, because this gives me an excuse to recite this absolutely brilliant yarn read out by the presenters of evening radio show on The Rock FM:


Quokkas are butchered

Salix 137-2 (Faggie 2-36) beat Quokkas 134 all out (Rachid 35, Egg 10no)

In between watching Youtube videos of vintage tractors being maintained, I spent a small part of my winter learning how to butcher a rabbit. Why? We’ll it’s a good thing to know should my plane ever crash and I find myself stranded on an desert island or indeed I have just decided to do a `Christopher McCandless ’ and leave you all behind for good. Mrs Seagull looked at me like I had gone mad. But as I said to her, we should all understand where our burgers come from and maybe even to have butchered the animal (at least once) before we get to eat that kind of meat.


Last weeks win was a blip

Quokkas CC 181-9 (Rashid 53, Sohail 44, Josh 27) lost to Whalers CC 227 all out (Harry 3-26, Sohail 2-42, Evil 2-50, Rashid 1-8)

I’m almost 50 years of age. Reaching 50 FFS. How on earth did that happen?

It seems like five minutes ago I was watching athletes three times my age competing in the 1984 Los Angeles Olympics and now, out of know where, I’m three times the age of the athletes that I will be watching in Paris 2024. Having enjoyed cheering on the Iranian Roman Grecko wrestlers during London 2012, we’re doing the same in Paris, with the added fun of archery, handball, basketball, table tennis, badminton and swimming. I, like most of you, have almost no interest in these sports normally, but the Olympics somehow manages to draw you in. I draw the line at breakdancing though. If watching those guys doesn’t make you feel old, nothing will.


Quokkas are not threshed

Quokkas CC 237-4 (Saleem 51 not out, Seagull 47 not out, Faggie 43) beat Wantage & Grove CC 172-5 (Hamza 1-20, Sohail 1-11, Dave 1-24)

I’m a `Clarkson’s Farm’ fan. OK, the guy is a proper wazzock, but I like how the series shed a light on the reality of farming and provided some insight into just how bloody hard it is. My Dad worked on a farm in his younger years, and consequently we were regularly forced to visit the Teesdales at their farm in Sykehouse whenever we ventured back up to Yorkshire. Helping to deliver, what turned out to be a dead calf, was a particularly haunting childhood memory, but it wasn’t all bad. Getting to ride in the cab of a cattlebox, drive a tractor and load hay bales in the glorious summer sunshine created a lasting affinity to farming.


We are a trifle light in the batting department!

ACME CC 181 for 7 (Skip 2-15) beat Quokkas CC 142 all out (Faggie 32, Seagull 29, Driver 25, Evil 25)

Another day, another BBC news story about Seagulls, this time a bird has been banned from a store for shoplifting. The gull, named Steven has a penchant for BBQ beef flavoured crisps apparently and due to a six-year thieving spree, the desperate owner has put up `Wanted’ posters. This follows a story last month about a gull, also called Steven, that was regularly raiding a Bangor store for croissants whilst picking up his daily newspaper, the Cambrian News. Why are am I telling you this? Filler, just filler.