Les Croupiers Running Club Cardiff

Ace April 2002

Neither London nor Boston but internet solecisms.

Wednesday 20 September 2006

Our continuing mission: to boldly drivel where no running publication has drivelled before.

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Previously in Ace

Eddie Amblin

Eddie's funeral service was held at St Paul's, Paget Street, Grangetown, on Friday 12 April, at 11:30. He was buried in Ely cemetery.

Eddie died after 10pm on Wednesday 27 March. He put up a good fight for a long time. He will be missed.

We intend to have tributes and photos whenever we get some.

Dinner Dance

There are some things, like the cricket season and the Barry 40, you never quite get away from. As soon as they're over, preparations start for the next one. Just as the hounds of spring do their stuff, Yvonne starts pushing tickets for the annual Dinner Dance, to be held yet again at Fairwater Conservative Club. Prices are a very reasonable £10.

Welsh Road Relays

Simon Nurse, club captain, writes:

The teams did us proud, with the Senior Men (Mick McGeoch, Kelvin Sullivan, Dave Headon, Paul Wheeler, Dave Williams, and Julian Baker) winning the bronze medal behind Cardiff and Wrexham. The Vets also won bronze -- once again Mick, Kelvin, Dave H, and Paul who ran the fastest vet leg of the day in 13.20 (I think 13.20 is right!) As far as I'm aware, the ladies won all the categories they competed in. No mean feat considering the difficult wind, and in the case of the men, a slightly weakened team (notable absences included Richie Bullen, Nigel Webb, and Phil Cook). (There are some more details on the AAW site.)

Gordon the cat.Avant moi, le deluge.

Biting journalism

As we're getting close to being deluged by mail (see below for the saner examples), we've been forced to take on extra editorial help. Gordon (pictured right) is a natural enemy of the mouse, vouchsafed by bitemarks in the lead.

He was a stray who survived by scrounging from Keith (San Domenico) Lowther's girlfriend's cow-orker until he found gainful employment in the Ace block. As a mark of respect for the recent royal death he has been specially dyed. The camera, for once, is truthful: he really has only one good ear. He could have been called Evander or Jack (after the Canadian casino in Twin Peaks; my other cat is called Mr Black, after Reservoir Dogs), but a sensible and Scottish name seemed better suited.

He has no opinions whatever, but is very good at lounging around looking pretty. It can only be a matter of time before he has his own column in the Sundays.

Running the Cardiff Marathon for charity

I've had an email from Rachel Jenkins, who is planning on running the Cardiff Marathon for The Big Issue Cymru, and wants to know if anyone from the club would be interested in joining her. She can send some info about the Big Issue, what they do and how the money would be spent to anyone who contacts her at rachel@bigissuecymru.fsnet.co.uk. For those who would like to join her, The Big Issue will pay the registration fee (£16) and they hope that people would aim to raise a minimum of £100.

David Lloyd and fat friend.Two fat persons, click, click, click. (See Ballycotton story below.)

Runners coming from Canada

I've also had this from Peter Ladner ladner@telus.net.

In case any of your members may be interested, a group of seven runners from Vancouver, B.C., Canada are coming to your fair country next month to run across Wales in a day, from (near) Montgomery to Aberdovey, via Newton, Caersws, Trefeglwys, Llanswryglyn, Staylittle and Machynlleth, about 53 miles. Average age over 50, we're helping our friend Phil Crawford, 60, fulfill a boyhood dream before he gets even slower than he is now. We're scheduled to run on May 9, ending at the Trefeddian Hotel, Aberdovey for the evenings of May 9-10. Several wives will be joining us in vans and vehicles loaded with food, beverages and stretchers. I've arranged to write a story about our trip for Runners Times.

Speaking of letters

Mick had an email from John Walsh, the Ballycotton organiser, asking if we enjoyed the race. I think Mick spoke for all of us who went when he said that we'd all go back if they fixed the weather.

So far, I've been too lazy to write about the trip, though Phil has made up for me by penning very details accounts for the print club magazine. I got hung up on the opening line "Stately, plump Dave Lloyd", and the image "A yellow dressinggown, ungirdled, was sustained gently behind him on the mild morning air." So you see how one gets put off.

Barry Johnston variously described the race route as a "table tennis bat" and a "balloon on a string". If you ask me, it was a question mark.

Andy Cleves in costume in the London Marathon.Andy, or Fairy Nuff. (Photo: Rob Evans.)

And finally

To rather let the cat out the bag, Andy Cleves is thinking of doing London (a mere jog after the Barry 40), in fancy dress. Even he though, took the Marathon des Sables seriously (but his shoes were far too tight). The BBC website has a report on running the Marathon des Sables in a rhino suit. I think this may have been a late April Fool, but it's played with a straight bat.

Bigmouth strikes again

Having written the above, and now being stuck with it, all my piety and wit being unable to lure it back to cancel half a line etc., I now learn that Andy may have changed his mind. It shouldn't be hard to see why, but there have been fancy dress runners who recorded decent times.When Terry Caveney broke three hours last year, he was accompanied by a nun. The best 'fancy dress' runner I'm aware of was the 'waiter' who used to run carrying a glass and tray, and who I think got round in 2:48 one year, beating Chris Brasher. (If you don't know, Brasher was the instigator of the London Marathon, and Olympic Gold Medal winner in the steeplechase in 1956.)

However, it's not the hunt for a time which has put Andy off. It's just that he can't decide on a costume.

An aged man is but a paltry thing

There is subtle, and there is too subtle. I have declared my age before, but Mick McGeoch still complains that I'm secretive. Should anyone be even remotely interested, I entered what Rob Jones calls 'the most competitive category in athletics' on Tuesday the 9th, while Frank Moritz blew away all my delusions about 'boyish good looks' by asking if I was 50. Only ten more years to go Frank. I just look it.

Thanks to all who sent emails, or bought me drinks. If Cath Gardner had a thick head the next morning, it was her own fault. You can't take nurses anywhere, but especially to pubs with cheap beer.

And it seems like I'm going to have to start explaining my quotations.

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