The Racqueteers at West Meon
With its beech and ash trees threshing away in the breeze and its lofty position affording views of rolling Hampshire farmland to the south and west, West Meon is an undeniably bucolic ground. It also has a wicket that, at least in early summer, is low and slow, and slopes like a Neanderthal’s forehead – and … Continue reading The Racqueteers at West Meon
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