With the colder seasons ahead of us and the warm summer fading away its time to blow the dust off the old bugger (the cue, not the dad) and see if that arm still fires true.

It was a welcome return to the local snooker club for this legend of the game who was delighted when his son-in-law invited him to a session of snooker one blustery autumn afternoon. You could see it in his eyes before the match even started that he was up for it. It had been a while since he had felt the smooth cloth on the cold slate but he got off to a great start by winning the first frame with ease leaving his opponent, who hadn’t played that badly, in a bit of a daze. The session continued with some excellent snooker being played by both players, some long shots finding the back of the pocket and delicate shots being played down the cushions, most of which plopped in nicely. At one point this legend of the game was on for a 147, narrowly missing it by only 130 points and getting a break of 17, which ended up being the break of the day. A magnificent moment of sporting history that drew in a small crowd.

This session was the first session of a series which will include some away days at other clubs and a special ‘Dads match’, the date of which has yet to be decided.