FROM THE PLEBS TABLE

NOT FROM THE PLEBS TABLE The club house was very quiet ….. Where was everyone? Was this the rugby supporters’ incarnation of the Titanic tables – because there were none laid out for the pre-match lunch…. Had the towel not alone been ‘thrown-in’ – but removed from the premises? There was, as always, an explanation

FROM THE PLEBS TABLE

MUSINGS AT THE WELL Not that we ‘look down’ on others from the Plebs’ Table, but there they were, gathered in front of us, a sight to behold – a table or two full of referees! I could hardly contain my thoughts – I would have a ‘captive audience’ of those vital officials to expound