SPORTING DING BATS

It took very little to entertain me and my five siblings as children. Most rainy afternoons could be whiled away with a combination of three things that did not involve anything that needed batteries or to be plugged in.

1. The missing thing game; put a collection of random small item son a tray, look away, when you come back the winner shouts out what is missing.
2. The long word game; who remembers dictionaries? Like blue, green and red hard back books? I actually read them for the craic when I was young. Mum would pick a word from the nether region of the dictionary, 10 letter minimum, and we would get as many shorter words out of it as we could. Lots of out, bat, cat, three letters could stretch a long way.
3. Ding bats — Jaysus I love dingbats. Fireside quizzes, all that pathetic banter. The Belfast Telegraph used to do a great line in ding bats. On our holidays to Donegal one year a compendium appeared with about 300 of them, and I wasn’t seen near a beach or a bog for days.

Anyways, like Roy Walker said , Say What You See !!!

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So have fun figuring out my inaugural set of Sporting personality ding bats. The winner …The winner is the person who gets them all without a profanity laced verbal assault volley in my direction. Shout them out when you get them, maybe your family/colleagues will join in shouting out sports people! And it’ll turn into that scene in Jerry Maguire where Tidwell starts shouting great NFL receivers! Chris Carter! Tiger Woods! George Best!

Enjoy! You know … you cant write about Northern Politics every week…

This one is a MAJOR ding bat