Football at the Mission Ground, Port Swettenham. Outward bound, this was the first chance for the boys to have a kick around since leaving home the best part of a month earlier. It was hot and sticky and they were out of condition but there was never a shortage of people wanting to play.
Instead of sucking on a lemon at half time, which was the custom of the day, most lads got stuck into a large bottle of iced Tiger beer. Not good for them, so they say, but very palatable.
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