
Dave’s Diary
A road trip down memory lane today, destination – Cumbria. Three games, three referees. Hold on tight. It is a long way to Cumbria, in the middle of winter, even though it is an attractive part of the world. Most of it. George Hinds, John Pepworth, Albert Newbrook and I often used to make a weekend of it. I am the only one still living of that group (at the time of writing). My first game, and first referee, is Cockermouth and one-eyed Norman. He literally did have only one eye; metaphorically, too. He was a French teacher, from Carlisle, apparently. We were in North West 1 back then, level 7, and it was bring-your-own touch judge. I was that touch judge. There was no discernible touchline, in places, and I got a bit of stick from the crowd for missing a foot in touch. In the end, we won. […]