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CHAPTER 2 - LUSAKA
club. When I first arrived in Lusaka I was invited to join.
Some of the customs included days of initiation for those joining and they were required to wear black tie. One man was dressed in a full dinner suit with tails and a top hat and carried a bucket of beers. If anybody dropped a catch, then the person who dropped the catch had to buy a round. The same happened when you were batting. If you got out you had to buy a round of drinks. Everyone would therefore come onto the field and stand around drinking a beer. You can just imagine me because I never drank in those days but they did force me to drink a beer.
The Club was unusual in that they had a lot of members who were public servants mainly from the Council Roads Department (I was the odd one out). On one occasion we decided to put in a turf wicket which meant a lot of rolling. Anyway, one chap had an idea and he got a steam roller which was working on the road nearby and they rolled the pitch but the rolling caused the pitch to subside so then we explained to the Council that they had messed it up. The result was that the pitch was re-laid by the Roads Department.
When building the Club House, we managed to scrounge all sorts of things. One I am reminded about is when I got a call at about 9.00 o’clock one night and a couple of the club members said they were going to exchange some toilets. A local builder had donated some toilets, but they were damaged, so we went to one of his building sites and swapped the damaged ones for new ones!
I ended up with the title of General Manager Northern Rhodesia at the age of 23 (I felt important) and I had one lady and a local as my staff.
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