Carshalton travelled again to the wilderness which is North London with Alex Elgins in his now familiar role of being stuck behind a bus.  This brave 11 started off brightly, creating space and moving through the traffic to reach their destination... 

Finally, after many repeats of the Al Jolson cd in Martin Head's car James Hirst eventually screamed "No more, I can't take this no more!" and begged Martin to put Thin Lizzy on instead.  Martin, of course talking about his Tawainese Silk Boxer Short collection could not hear him so James could do nothing more but turn his walkman up.

So to the game... We drew 2-2.   Jason Crispy scored and so did James Hirst, even though now mentally scarred for life thanks to a CD.  Ally Pally scored to make it 1-2, then equalised.  Martin Head and Jason Crispyness had a chance or two after Ally Pally equalised they scored but didn't finish and Mark Crawley couldn't finish his sausage, chips & beans, which some might say was a fairly good dinner. 

Much respect goes out to the lads who ventured into Central London, in particular Soho after the game, the older lads going home at approximately 6.30pm and the under 35s going on until really late - well at least 6.45pm.

Finally well done to the old ginger nut charmer himself, Ryan Noble who pulled a stunning female and got more than he bargained for when it turned out her name used to be Chris.

And so to another big game West Wickham away...

James Robins