(Just popping downstairs to check the latest scores – Robbo 208, MM 202.
So, naturally, we started playing most evenings after work – him over a Foster’s and me a single malt – and, not unlike Bob Dylan’s Never Ending Tour (which started on 7 June 1988), agreed to carry on competing until one of us pegs it. We slowly communicated in all sorts of areas – Kafka, Wilkie Collins, etc – and one day both of us let slip how much we missed crib. Well, having been taught as a lad by MM Senior, the game went mostly missing until about 15 months ago when Mrs MM decided that MM Mansions (somewhere between Forster Park and the Catford Cat) needed total refurbishment. When did I first get the symptoms? (This had better be good – Ed).
It’s a sociable game… (Photo: Flora Guitton/Charlton Athletic Community Trust)
