Solid, and very reliable opening bat. Very effective Evening League batsmen when he cuts loose. Deceptively athletic in the field for a man of his age, a safe pair of hands.

Moved to the area from Bedford. A real clubman. Keeps as firm a grip on his bat as he does on his two sons. Former legend of Cutler Hammer CC. Encourages his sons to take more wickets by adding the incentive of money for each scalp.

PRT's Best Beard Winner from 2000 onwards, ousting Stewkesbury on every occasion, scoring highly on trimmage. Key member of Neven's fundraising task-force. Proud owner of grey leather jacket. Can always found after matches, sat in the corner of The George Inn, sucking on a fat Cuban.

Like Grant Neven, fiercely opposed to Conservative views, but finds their beer prices most acceptable. Hates batting on artificial wickets. Last surviving member of the Doom Merchants.

"BLOODY HELL Adie!", "That pitch was crap, that's the worst I've played on", "There goes my average", "Well bowled Scotty", "If he keeps this up, I'll be out of pocket", "MICHAEL!", "Mmm... nice nibbles", "Artificial wickets make the bowlers look much better than they actually are", "I had to stay out in the middle, there wasn't much left in the pavilion"