To the Table of Dreams! …whilst there was a break in the rain on Saturday afternoon. It’s a shame there wasn’t a break in the wind.
The table was remarkably dry, considering there had been an absolute Estuary Wilds drenching only an hour earlier. The wind was always going to be a bit of an issue to get a meaningful game in.
Instead we settled for an elongated warm-up. The idea was to TWAT the ball with a forehand, diagonal to diagonal. It looks really impressive when you pull it off, so to speak, less so when the wind takes the ball about ten metres on the other side of the table.
We then repeated the exercise with a backhand. This was even trickier but progress was made.
The aim was for ten decent returns as we TWATTED the ball back and forth. This then advanced to 20 and then 30.
It started to spit with some more rain. A couple of dogs, not on their leads, were running around. These got right on my tits. It was time to call an end to the session.
