Sunday, October 7, 2012

Poem posted by Kitta Rajaratnam - Heard originally in the 1960s

NEVER TRUST A CRICKETER!!

         Come all ye fair young maidens and harken unto me,
         Never trust a cricketer, whoever he may be.
         Randier than a sailor who's been six months at sea,
         Never let a cricketer's hand an inch above your knee.

         First let's take the paceman, pure speed from first to last!
         My darlings do be careful; his balls are hard and fast.

         Then there's the medium pacer, his balls swing either way;
         He's really most persistent and can keep it up all day!

         And watch for the off-spinner, girls, another awkward chap.
         If you leave him half an opening, he will slip one through the gap!

         Then there's the wily 'slowy', pure cunning is his strength;
         He'll tempt you, then he'll trap you with his very subtle length.

         So ladies, do be careful, your mothers would agree.
         Never trust a cricketer, whoever he may be.

         And what about the opening bat, his struggles never cease!
         He has only one ambition, to spend all day at the crease.

         The number three is a dasher, he seldom prods and pokes.
         When he goes into action, he has a fine array of strokes..

         And do beware the slogger, not content with one or two;
         When he arrives at the crease then only six will do.

         Then there's the real stonewaller, girls, he knows what he's about;
         And if you let him settle in, it's hard to get him out!

         We come now to the last man, I hope this will not shock,
         He doesn't mind if he's last man in, as long as he gets a knock.

         So, darlings, do be careful, and be well warned by me:
         Never trust a cricketer, whoever he may be.

         And watch the wicketkeeper, girls, he's full of flair and dash;
         And if you raise your heel, he'll whip them off in a flash.

         If you take the field with the captain, you had better know the score;
         Or he'll have you in positions that you never knew before!

         The cricket commentator is a nasty sort of bloke,
         He watches all the action and describes it stroke by stroke.

         Even the kindly umpire, who looks friendly as a pup;
         You'll quickly find you've had it, when he puts his finger up!

         So, darlings, please remember and repeat it after me:



         NEVER TRUST A CRICKETER, WHOEVER HE MAY BE!!!!!
 

Mahela Jayawardena and Kumar Sangakkara

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Thursday, September 27, 2012

Thursday, September 20, 2012

At the CoMSAA get-together

An encounter
In 1966 when I was the DMO Koslanda, I had to go to Badulla to see the Superintendent of Health Services. When I dropped in at the house officers quarters I found a doctor named Bongo  Rajendra HO Anaesthesia, a few years senior to us, preparing to leave to Colombo in his Volkswagen Beetle. He offered to drop me at Beragala Junction on his way. I got into his car. On the way we went to the Diyathalawa Army camp to see Col.Chapman one of his friends, who was Commandant of the Camp.
I met 'Bongo' at the recent get-together of the Colombo Medical Students Alumni (CoMSAA) at Benthota after all these years and recalled the old days. He was surprised to see me and that I could recall all the details. 'Bongo' did most of the singing of the old songs at the get-together. He is in General Practice in Colombo.

Philip