Guest writer: Tim Warren
Southwick Wanderers vs Brunswick Village 07.05.2017
Good morning Geoffrey, good morning Martin, good morning everyone. The proceedings were started in T20 style with some spectacular pyrotechnics and a champagne toast to welcome Southwick Wanderers to their new abode.
With 1 game won and 1 lost, the home side were eager to get off to a good start. Gwyllim, and Jordan opened the batting with clear intent to put runs on the board. Gwyllim falling foul of a low bouncing wicket and an early LBW appeal upheld by the umpire leaving his total on 2.
Max started sprightly, with a few boundaries and a heart in mouth moment as a miss timed straight drive landed safely away from a fielder, he continued well, notching up his 50 in style with a 6.
The run rate continued around the 5/over rate with 3 wickets tumbling during the first 19 overs, Jordan making a respectable 32, with some impressively athletic quick singles, which due to their rarity, a joy to behold by all.
The 19th over, was officially registered by Guinness world record books as the ‘slowest over bowled in the history of the modern world’ due to a hat trick of 6’s reaching the impenetrable forest of Berrylands Farm on each occasion.
After the drinks break, Max continued to swing away, slotting sixes at will, until a miss timed shot from a Keith Bars delivery was caught on the boundary at deep mid wicket 1 run short of 80… Max have a wonderful retirement, you have been an unrelenting servant to the sport of cricket.
Noodle stepped up to the crease next to create a stylish partnership with Lloyd playing shots with aplomb until an unfortunate run out cut their partnership short that’s 142 for 5.
The enigmatic MJ at the crease with noodle lasted a few beautiful overs, but like the star that burns too brightly, and dies too soon, their partnership too suffered the same fate.
Tim took to the crease next and, but for a 6 and a couple of 4’s held out for a dreary and unimaginative 25.
MJ valiantly swung out with 5 overs to go but came a cropper, bowled with an in swinging fast ball. Dan came in to bat next and wife Gemma, and team captain for the day remarked “he’s batting like a flange”, unfortunately her omen came true and after a valiant few balls succumbed to a ruthless bowler.
Gemma came to the crease and help guide the team to a final total of 193.
Credit goes to a good Brunswick fielding display to hold the home team under 200 runs.
Service resumed after the break and Brunswick in to bat with a total of 193 to beat.
Dan and Peter opened the bowling to a big swinging opener, plenty of pressure was applied early on and Dan was rewarded early on with a clean bowled wicked hitting off stump. Jamie, one of the opening batsmen continued at pace and caused trouble in the out field slotting boundaries at will for the next few overs.
Peter and Luke continued to make a real dent into the opposition batting order with a clean bowled wicket apiece and each creating a catch, one caught and bowled by Luke and the other a well taken catch by Noakes to limit Brunswick’s run rate.
Jordan and Tim were brought on next to change up the attack with some varied spinning from Jordy yielding fruit (to Jordan’s dismay as he had hoped for cake) dismissing seventh place man P. Styles halting him on eight runs. Tim finally got his wicket in the form of an LBW stopping 8th man on 7.
A chance to get Jamie out came and went, as Tim bowled a teasing ball down the Leg side which was swung for and clipped sailing straight into the gloves of MJ who snatched the defeat out of the jaws of victory and dropped him! In MJ’s defence he was only saving the glory for Tim for a few overs later Jamie was caught and bowled halting his total at 69.
With two wickets to get neither Jordan or Tim could break the last pair down and so the task was given back to Dan and also Gwyllim . It was G-man that made the difference expertly taking both remaining wickets to seal a famous victory on their first ever home fixture at the new ground.
Look, your tormentors, your coastal Kings, the rulers from the edge of your eyes.
All seeing, all evil, our name means fear, our deeds much more….
Gazing, watchful, and ready- your comforting fare the exposed and mouth ready prey..
Our providers, our clowns, our culinary captives….
We were here before you, and will also be after. Our domain, our rules- harsh and without remorse.
Such desire for you, so unloving and cruel, from the stomach not the heart, from our twisted minds- but not our conscience.
So stay a little longer; for our supper is due, for our bowels are weak, and our warped gay abandon needs its subject…
There are still plenty of folk around in Brighton who have many a story to tell about life during the Second World War. For most of us though, the experience is missing. The conflict and its effects are limited to varied film footage that afford us images of the conflict unfolding, and often some very poignant pictures of its horrific effects both home and abroad.
Brighton, all these years later, seems to reveal little trace of the involvement of the townsfolk in those terrible years, aside of memorials to those who gave their lives in service. However, if you look closely enough, the evidence of the effects of the bombs that dropped on the town is still there. Two very noticeable examples can be found in White Street and Egremont Place, just off Edward Street.
White Street was bombed on the evening of the 18th September 1940. A few days after the biggest raid on Brighton had claimed, according to official records, an eventual number of 52 lives. In this raid 12 people died, 11 in White Street and 1 in the adjoining Baker Street. Of the bombs that were dropped, the heaviest damage was inflicted upon the lowest part of White Street. A picture from the time is shown below:
Picture Source: Unknown
So what of the effects as seen today ? Well, take a look at this part of the street now:
The houses shown are clearly new builds that would cause anyone to question as to how such constructs came about.
Another example of the legacy of random German bombs during 1940 can be found in Egremont Place.
On the 26th October of that year my late uncle was making his way towards Egremont Place when the bomb dropped. I’m not sure of his exact location, but a piece of sharp flying shrapnel landed just in front of him, some metres from the point of blast. He was probably spared by a few seconds of distance. The occupants of the houses were not so fortunate, two perishing in the blast. On this occasion there had been no air raid sirens, although a lone bomber, often a feature of these raids, had been seen crossing the town.
The buildings affected appear to be number 20 (destroyed) and number 22 (partially, but seriously damaged). There is a photo of the bombsite in circulation, possibly from a local rag at the time, but I am not able to show it here.
However, here is a picture of the site as it looks at present.
Again, above we see the legacy of the bombings, namely new builds that betray some sort of incident that necessitated their build, rather than a natural architectural progression.
There are doubtless many other places that show constructional anomalies in Brighton that folk could point out, and I’d be interested to hear them. But for now these images are the closest, and somewhat powerful connection, I can sense from the time. It’s hard to imagine what life must have been like for those who survived but lost loved ones.
Further recommended reading:
Target Brighton by David Rowland