Joe, I got to take Tommy Tanner's place (he generously abdicated after my pronouncement that "I've never played, but I always wanted to - I think I'd be really good") during the Aunt Sally tournament on Sunday at Bampton this year. I had drunk copious amounts of neon-coloured cider at the Clown first, though I'm not sure how much this affected the end result, which was that I failed to hit anything. Not one single thing. All afternoon.