This game had a sort of James Bond-ian element to it.
Amanda Palmer, O2 Academy, Bristol
Strange to go to a gig these days where most of the men are still in possession of their hair. That was the first striking thing about this concert.
The other one was this song – a new one by Amanda Palmer – which was absolutely mesmerising. Wouldn’t have thought a voice and a ukelele accompaniment could have produced such an astounding effect. Audience were open-mouthed in wonder and many came close to tears.
Bounders CC v Headliners CC
Ex-Sussex and Glamorgan star Tony Cottey spoke at DinkyPoo’s annual dinner a few years ago, one story in particular, about Viv Richards, standing out.
In MOD we trust – Pontymister v DinkyPooTwos
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The joy of six – Pencoed v DinkyPooTwos
The DinkyPooTwos steamroller trundled on, on an ugly day, too ugly for cricket. It provided a fair bit of ugly batting, in the face of a teething wind and under demonic grey skies – thick cigarette ash clouds relentlessly inching across the landscape.
Dinas Powys v Sullyvester (2009)
No DinkyPooTwos game today, so time for a blast from the past and a cut-and-paste job from the last Sunday match of 2009, played in late September.
Cardiff Gymkhana v DinkyPooTwos
Top (them) v second (us). Promised to be a clash of the titans, an early tester to see if they might be good enough to topple the champs.
But it wasn’t.
DinkyPooTwos v Whitchurch Heath
Like a throwback to a different era – a great see-sawing game of cricket played in good spirit and some excellent fielding, bowling and batting to commend it.
Kicking Off in North Korea
There won’t be many that get to see domestic football in North Korea in their lifetimes, but luckily guest writer Tim Hartley went to a match in Pyongyang under the shadow of the bomb, and shares his fascinating experience…
Pyongyang 2 v 1Amrokgang (14.04.2013)
You’ll not hear Jeff Stelling saying, “There’ll be dancing on the streets of Pyongyang tonight,” anytime soon. Or anyone else for that matter. Because the North Koreans take their footie as seriously as their politics. And that is very seriously. But this was the country’s match of the day – Pyongyang, from the capital, versus Amrokgang, the crack army outfit.
The game was a sell-out though you’d never guess it. As we entered the 50,000 seater Kim Il-Sung Stadium below the watchful eye of the Eternal President and Great Leader, not forgetting his son Kim Jong-Il, there was no-one to be seen. There were no queues, no turnstiles…
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DinkyPooTwos v Llantwit Fardre
Twenty-odd years ago the village moved its league fixtures from the lop-sided, horse track-bedevilled, windswept Common where you can watch village life walk past and chuckle heartily at all the bonehead drivers quips of ‘No ball’ as they drive past, to Bryn y Don.
The Fall, Globe, Cardiff
Sour. Bitter. Misanthropic. That’s just me, on the day I learnt redundancy was not just looming but appears to be a near-certainty some time later this summer.
James Taylor Quartet, RWCMD, Cardiff
Cheesy choons from the last of the Hammond heroes. Pleasure to see JTQ after what must be 15 years. Last time probably in Brighton’s Concorde club or the Brighton Centre.
Still dapper in mod three-piece suit behind his big black monster of an organ. Still inspired by Jimmy Smith, who has died since the last time I saw this band, which makes him pretty much the remaining torch-bearer of Hammond organ music. Only one I’m vaguely aware of anyway.
About 250 people in the Dora Stoutzker theatre at the immensely impressive RWCMD’s swanky new base.
Miles from Nowhere 