It is very pleasing that the Plough has survived the pandemic and retains its friendly atmosphere with a very pleasant landlady. On the night there was an excellent Wainwrights beer and the quiz team are old friends and always a joy to play.
A special mention and thanks to Andy Ridgeway who at very short notice had provided all the questions without which there would have been no games.
Once again Jack The Hat made up the Lemming's numbers but as all questions were conferred he wasn't much use. The Lemmings were on the back foot throughout a most enjoyable game despite many questions being within living memory but one in particular had everyone struggling - what is the name of the wrinkle in a cat's ears? Bob suggested the nine banded armadillo but the answer was cutaneous marginal pouch but an answer of Henry's pocket would have been accepted!!! No-one got it.
The final score was 94 to the Plough to the Lemmings' reasonable 77 - the home team go through to the next round.
The visitors did not wait to enjoy the pub's hospitality (very generous pizzas) but in view of the date hopped into a taxi to the Tavern where Brian had laid on a Burns Supper, a most delicious haggis, creamy mash and excellent carrot and swede mash that was complemented with a pint of Salopian's Oracle. Thank you so much Brian and Kay, to the Horntails for a very pleasant enjoyable game and to the Plough landlady for the friendly atmosphere.







The Horntails are old friends and a game with them is always a joy with lots of jokes and laughter and this was no different.
No games now until the new year so the Lemmings extend their best wishes to all teams in the League for a very happy festive season and may 2020 bring all you wish for.
To borrow a phrase from Bob Dylan “The Times They are a’changing” – not only is there a general election in10 days time when many of us hope to see a change of government and a movement towards a fairer society, but this week the Lemmings were playing the Chester Road. It is some years since these two teams clashed but it has always been an enjoyable experience – the visitors have built up a reputation for only playing people with the name Moores but even this was changed this week.
It was a very pleasant game with lots of jokes and anecdotes and fairly well balanced: in the first 20 the Dolphin led with 18 to 11, but in the next 20 the Lemmings pulled back a bit with 17 to the Dolphin’s 13 but they hit back with a storming 22 to the Lemmings’ 11. The Lemmings were trailing 53 to 39 – clearly it was time for a beer break after which the home team just shaved the next 20 with 18 to 17, but the Lemmings took the penultimate group with 15 to 13, a score mirrored by the Dolphin in the last round with 15 to 13.
Odd how tings you have taken for granted for ages suddenly become a puzzle when a new voice asks why is an inland pub in Macclesfield called the Dolphin – in some way it seems to be linked to Wellington and the Battle of Waterloo but not managed to find out much more.