Best part of a month since we last played: these blank weeks are a pain. Moving on, it's out to the wilds of Baylham we go on a chill December night. That's what a winter league is all about. In brief:

• maximum for Kennedy, bamboozling Alan and labouring to beat Mike over the full five ends
• maximum for Ed, bamboozling Mike and labouring to beat Alan over the full five ends
• single point for Steve despite a tenacious game against Alan

Thanks to Mark -- Mr Pickwick himself -- for providing sandwiches and mince pies. Was it wrong of me to point out that a cuppa would have been nice too?