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Hampshire, Dexter .... ummmm .... it's true man.

Having found out it's agin t'Windies at Lords ..... Can I have a guess at Kanhai?
 
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Jack and Freddie. Hampshire scored a hundred on his debut and was then dropped after only one more game. Very elegant player and one of my favourites in that team of the sixties.

Remember seeing Freddie at the Lane against the West Indies. He wasn't bowling well and was getting some "friendly" abuse from the Windies fans. He turned to them and imitated climbing a tree and peeling a banana. Not very PC these days but everybody round us, including the Windies supporters, laughed out loud and they then gave him even more stick.

I have been in his company a couple of times at charity matches for Norton Oakes and he wasn't really the brash, working class, beer swilling man of the people we all thought. He was conservative (small c and capital c) and only drank gin and tonic.
 
Jack and Freddie. Hampshire scored a hundred on his debut and was then dropped after only one more game. Very elegant player and one of my favourites in that team of the sixties.

Remember seeing Freddie at the Lane against the West Indies. He wasn't bowling well and was getting some "friendly" abuse from the Windies fans. He turned to them and imitated climbing a tree and peeling a banana. Not very PC these days but everybody round us, including the Windies supporters, laughed out loud and they then gave him even more stick.

I have been in his company a couple of times at charity matches for Norton Oakes and he wasn't really the brash, working class, beer swilling man of the people we all thought. He was conservative (small c and capital c) and only drank gin and tonic.
In my very limited direct experience of him (at the Parkhead cricket weeks), I thought he was conceited. Mind you, look at that bowling action, and you can see that he had a lot to be conceited about. It was awesome watching him bowl.
 
Freddie Trueman was the first adult who ever swore at me, I was 8 or 9 at the time. I used to go to every day Yorkshire played at Bramall Lane during the 60s when they won the county championship nearly every year.

After the days play the kids used to gather in the car park on Cherry Street behind the pavilion to collect autographs. I recall Geoffrey Boycott signing as many autographs as we wanted in incredibly neat script, all the time engaging us in conversation about the days play. Jimmy Binks was dour but signed all our books, Brian Close was brusque, "four only!" He'd bark and that's what he did.

Truemans was the autograph we all wanted mind but he was rarely known to ever give one, he used to stride out of the dressing rooms, swinging his coffin like a battering ram, shouting "fuck off you little bastards" and was gone..........
 
In my very limited direct experience of him (at the Parkhead cricket weeks), I thought he was conceited. Mind you, look at that bowling action, and you can see that he had a lot to be conceited about. It was awesome watching him bowl.

I think that photo was taken before the introduction of the front foot no ball law. At that time it was the back foot passing the bowling crease that was deemed a no ball, but a lot of bowlers dragged their foot across the bowling crease making it difficult to spot. The front foot could land anywhere, hence the massive stride you can see in the photo. Fred had a lot of trouble adjusting and bowled a lot of front foot no balls ( as did other fast bowlers).
 
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I was in town on the evening they pulled the front of the Gaumont down. A small crowd stood and watched. It was the main cinema I used to go to when I was a kid, saw Star Wars there in 77, amongst many others.

I saw the Rolling Stones there live in 1965 - the first live gig I ever went to..
 
I did a Google image search and it stated West Indies 1963 but didn't name the players other than Stainton's finest nor the Umpire. Obviously the bloke looks Indian ..... is it the stripes on the sweater?

Yes. It was more the look of the player. He's small enough to be Kanhai but then I thought he looked more Indian than Windian, although there is a long history of players with an Asian background playing for them. If your search says it's West Indies then that must be it. Without colour the Indian and West Indies sweaters look much the same.
 
I did a Google image search and it stated West Indies 1963 but didn't name the players other than Stainton's finest nor the Umpire. Obviously the bloke looks Indian ..... is it the stripes on the sweater?

The umpire is Sid Buller if this helps.
 

Freddie Trueman was the first adult who ever swore at me, I was 8 or 9 at the time. I used to go to every day Yorkshire played at Bramall Lane during the 60s when they won the county championship nearly every year.

After the days play the kids used to gather in the car park on Cherry Street behind the pavilion to collect autographs. I recall Geoffrey Boycott signing as many autographs as we wanted in incredibly neat script, all the time engaging us in conversation about the days play. Jimmy Binks was dour but signed all our books, Brian Close was brusque, "four only!" He'd bark and that's what he did.

Truemans was the autograph we all wanted mind but he was rarely known to ever give one, he used to stride out of the dressing rooms, swinging his coffin like a battering ram, shouting "fuck off you little bastards" and was gone..........
Fred's daughter married Raquel Welch's son!

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Fred's daughter married Raquel Welch's son!

The reception was at the Devonshire Arms bear Bolton Abbey, North Yorks and a helicopter pad was built for all the B list celebs to fly in,

It's a small world. We went to a wedding do there two weeks after. Coincidentally the bride's parents lived next door to Fred in a posh barn conversion near Skipton. Apparently he wasn't a cheery soul who leaned over the fence to pass the time of day. More like the 'Ger off my land' type apparently.

No helicopters in sight at our do for any aviation spotters on here.
 
He was my Dad's boyhood hero and according to my Dad he could land a ball on a sixpence four times out of six.

I have no idea if that was true but I learnt to bowl in our back garden with a sixpence as my target and every time I hit it, I got to keep it. Over several years I think I amassed about half a crown

My brother was a promising fast-ish bowler in the skiddy Darren Gough mould at one stage and was coached by Jack Hampshire who used a pile of coins to aim at and if he hit them he got to keep them.
 
At one time you could buy this on a mug.
A large tranche of these London Transport posters were sold at auction a year or two ago. They are absolutely superb and cover a wide range of sports and pastimes. Art Deco that I've never seen reproduced in the modern era.
 

Whitbreads until about 1990 then a free house backed by loans from Theakstons, Banks and finally Thwaites. The last landlord was John Chidlaw who may well have featured in other threads on here. as he was a 'character'. RIP.

I used to 'go out' with his then-to-be wife Janine. Both now dead and both nutters.
 

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