Canterbury opened the batting and were like Greek warriors wielding the willow like Achilles his sword on the plain of Troy. After a momentary hesitation where Burt (the sole Rochester representative) was bowled first ball Emslie and Nelson took charge. The latter drove majestically down the ground and over the fence for a fluent 89 and Emslie slashed and laid carnage for 98, caught on the boundary off the last ball of the innings attempting a century. De Berry contributed a quick‐fire 24 enabling Canterbury to total a formidable 219 off their 40 overs.In reply Guildford were strangled by tight bowling by Nelson and de Berry, the latter’s 4 wickets knocking over the top order. Ovenden backed up manfully with 3 wickets, Emslie 2 and Burt the final wicket to rout Guildford for 119. Ridley was an athlete behind the stumps, a diving one‐handed catch to his left a splendid example, Wilkinson and Pinchbeck pounced in the infield restricting singles whilst Hunt and Clark sprinted and chased like panthers in the outfield saving runs by the monsoon bucketload. Every catch was taken, throws were backed up, bodies, admittedly mostly works in progress, were flung left and right for the sake of the cause, and the sight of downcast Guildfordians trudging back to the pavilion became a commonplace sight of joy.
A glorious day in the sporting life of the diocese. The mathematically inclined will note that we had 10 players. The previous two games we had to forfeit for lack of numbers. Imagine what we could do for the Metropolitical Capital of Anglicanism were we able to turn out a full team every game.