Not a lot happened at the Sailing Club Monday evening table tennis social. There was a foggy walk down there. This added to the atmosphere as we approached the quay.
Once you get down past a certain part of the town, then the street lighting just dies on you. I think this is supposed to be Weird Wiv atmospheric.
But wait! What’s this?
Guiding us the final 500 metres or so was an abundance of Christmas lights already on show down by Toy Town.
A little bit early for festivities, Sir, etc.
We made our way upstairs to the Sailing Club. As ever there was a committee meeting taking place downstairs.
I had been tipped off earlier in the day by one potential committee member that she may come and join us upstairs if it got a little bit too stuffy downstairs.
It certainly was stuffy upstairs but not in a ceremonial kind of way. We had the heating on full.
That’s what I love about these table tennis socials. I can save money at home and spend my evening TWATTING a ball back and forth with like minded folk.
I stormed to my first win. I was pretty unplayable.
I’ve got a new serve which involves standing to the extreme left of the table and then just hitting the ball incredibly hard and low down the left corridor.
It’s not exactly a trick or deceptive shot. As soon as I take up my stance, then my opponent knows exactly where that ball’s going to go.
But I seem to have the knack of judging it just right so it lands right in the corner on the extreme left hand side.
Gotcha. Pow. Right in the kisser.
The next game was a little elongated. We went to 20-20 with the first to 21. You need two points to win and go clear.
I lost, natch.
This unsettled me slightly. The other games were a little hit and miss.
We finished off with some rather comedy inducing doubles. For some reason I have developed a reputation as not the type of player you want to serve to in doubles. I can land the ball on the other side of the table and isolate the server’s playing partner.
We walked back with more extreme fog and more Christmas lights. I made a mental note to get mine out on Christmas Eve.