The Giant Awards Evening 2013
The Giants need to rest after a long hard campaign throughout the summer sun. Most will find sizeable cracks and crevices and curl up comfortably in the crooks and crannies around The Ebrington Arms. If there is a rare moment of silence you may notice the walls and ceilings vibrating gently in resonance with the giant snores.
With such somnolence to come it was essential for The Giants to indulge in a feast that would ward off hunger pangs through the coming winter. The chef of The Yubby created a menu to get the salivary glands pumping and David Sippy Senior convened a gathering of these mild mannered monsters as sundials were moved back in line with the master at Greenwich. Nearly all Giants of note were present, with exception of Tommo, Crissy Crossy, Sixfer and Squealer, when John Bunny Baldwin declared the extravaganza could start.
Soups, pates, bread, chicken, beef, crumble, cheese and others were delivered to the tables and scoffed down like the Giants had not been fed for a decade. Trimmings included Henry’s own Horseradish as a mouse with a particular punch. As flagons of ale were necked one after the other, Giant faces became redder and grins became broader. Bunny brought some order to affairs and invited the most red faced smiling giant of them all (Hicksy Lix) to the fore. Club Captain for 2014 Hicky Lix would honour his colleagues by presenting silverware in respect of their conquests in the season just gone.
A vote of members present decided Club Person of the Year was Heather who has kept a close eye on the Giants’ bullion and is rumoured to have invested in the original Golden Egg – or did the Goose come before the Egg? The Face of CliMAX secured Giants’ Giant trophy (formerly Players’ Player) and he dressed appropriately in a three piece to receive the cup and kiss from his old mucker - H Lix. No one appears to love the glint of metal more than The CliMAX-Kid. Last year he walked away with Saturday Batting, Saturday Bowling and Sunday Batting and in 2013 he walked away with Saturday Batting, Saturday Bowling and Sunday Batting. It is perhaps just as well that The New Yubby Giants do not play on Mondays, Tuesday, Wednesdays, Thursdays or Fridays! Some would say “thank goodness for Hicksy Lix” as he stole one award away from the Gregory house. Sunday Bowling that had been Skeletor’s prize is now wrestled away and will be kept an eye on by proud Father Ed.
Bunny now demanded tales of a season past from captains and generals. Saturdays Super Sopper Sippy promised much but failed to break into prose whilst Hicksy Lix leapt into action with a series of stories interspersed with expressions of humble gratitude for all those that had supported The Giants campaigns and battles. This set the scene for the Giant’s own merry minstrel G-odd to sing them a lullaby “Roads of Campden” and as the message rang out, the Giants drifted off to hibernate.
With such somnolence to come it was essential for The Giants to indulge in a feast that would ward off hunger pangs through the coming winter. The chef of The Yubby created a menu to get the salivary glands pumping and David Sippy Senior convened a gathering of these mild mannered monsters as sundials were moved back in line with the master at Greenwich. Nearly all Giants of note were present, with exception of Tommo, Crissy Crossy, Sixfer and Squealer, when John Bunny Baldwin declared the extravaganza could start.
Soups, pates, bread, chicken, beef, crumble, cheese and others were delivered to the tables and scoffed down like the Giants had not been fed for a decade. Trimmings included Henry’s own Horseradish as a mouse with a particular punch. As flagons of ale were necked one after the other, Giant faces became redder and grins became broader. Bunny brought some order to affairs and invited the most red faced smiling giant of them all (Hicksy Lix) to the fore. Club Captain for 2014 Hicky Lix would honour his colleagues by presenting silverware in respect of their conquests in the season just gone.
A vote of members present decided Club Person of the Year was Heather who has kept a close eye on the Giants’ bullion and is rumoured to have invested in the original Golden Egg – or did the Goose come before the Egg? The Face of CliMAX secured Giants’ Giant trophy (formerly Players’ Player) and he dressed appropriately in a three piece to receive the cup and kiss from his old mucker - H Lix. No one appears to love the glint of metal more than The CliMAX-Kid. Last year he walked away with Saturday Batting, Saturday Bowling and Sunday Batting and in 2013 he walked away with Saturday Batting, Saturday Bowling and Sunday Batting. It is perhaps just as well that The New Yubby Giants do not play on Mondays, Tuesday, Wednesdays, Thursdays or Fridays! Some would say “thank goodness for Hicksy Lix” as he stole one award away from the Gregory house. Sunday Bowling that had been Skeletor’s prize is now wrestled away and will be kept an eye on by proud Father Ed.
Bunny now demanded tales of a season past from captains and generals. Saturdays Super Sopper Sippy promised much but failed to break into prose whilst Hicksy Lix leapt into action with a series of stories interspersed with expressions of humble gratitude for all those that had supported The Giants campaigns and battles. This set the scene for the Giant’s own merry minstrel G-odd to sing them a lullaby “Roads of Campden” and as the message rang out, the Giants drifted off to hibernate.