Helicopter stops play but Cincers lose their way in the heat of the Portuguese sun

Another year, another historic tour for Cincers.
The team travelled the furthest yet in the desperate search for a win - 1,000 miles south of Greenwich Park to a cricket pitch deep in the interior of Portugal via Lisbon.
With vines and olive trees as a backdrop, the Oeiras Cricket Club at Albergaria near Cartaxo on a hot Ribatejo afternoon is about as far as you can get from Caribbean at Tooting under leaden skies.
Sadly, the result was pretty similar but the experience was unforgettable - with fantastic hospitality and welcome from club president Sandy Buccimazza and his wife Fatima.
Day One dawned bright and fair with Cincers setting off in convoy from Lisbon to the pitch, after a slight hitch with the minibus.
There wasn't one. At least, not at the pick-up location in the city. Test Match and Rockie - the anointed driver - had to zip off to the airport to get a replacement.
That done, the team in three vehicles took to the high road for the ground, about 40 miles up the river Tejo from the capital.
Intriguely, Rockie's route involved almost coming off the A1 motorway as soon as he'd got on to it and treating his passengers to a fascinating tour of the backstreets of Lisbon before rejoining the main road one junction on.
And touring wouldn't be touring without one nervous breakdown for the Skip after the minibus missed the turn-off for the ground and arrived - after a car was despatched by the opposition to find it - about 45 minutes after everyone else.
No matter. The Skipper won the toss and put Cincers in.
Test Match, whose credit card had guaranteed the minibus to the tune of 2,000 euros, had obviously focused on helping Rockie avoid scratching the behemoth ('Rockie, the ditch! Avoid the ditch!') and not on his batting.
He got out, for nought.
There then followed a doughty stand against some very fine Oeiras bowling between Selfish and 'Sledger' (some of you know him as Frank) which took us to a healthy 46 before Sledger departed for 29 with the score on 46.
Seventeen runs later, Selfish went too.
In the meantime, Dan set about compiling the highest score for Cincers of 39 in a courageous innings - not least as the Oeiras change bowlers seem decidedly quicker than the openers.
Wickets tumbled in the middle order until Rockie and Max staged a minor revival at the close but Cincers 129 for 8 off 35 was never going to be enough.
In between, the Skipper - ever one for breaking new ground - became the first Cincer to pull away from the strike because a helicopter - dousing a fire in a neighbouring field - was in his line of vision
Just as well. He went to score.......three.
The sumptuous tea - more like a full-blown lunch - with home-made pastries, salads and cakes as well as beer and espresso - took Cincers' mind off the mountain to climb.
Oeiras's generosity in the pavilion was not matched in the field as they put on over 50 before losing a wicket.
A mean spell by Big Jim - three for 24 off seven, including one courtesy of a fine catch by the Vice-Skip - left him the only Cincers bowler to make much of an impression though the Chairman took one for 19 off four and Rockie - henceforth to be known as the Meerkat for his er, idiosyncratic run-up, one for 23 off three.
Oeiras, sportingly led by their skipper Nic Green, eased over the line with five wickets to spare.
Cincers took the hiding like men and handed Oeiras a replica of the Ashes trophy as a momento.
We should have given them a nice engraved trophy too but that stayed in Clapham and missed the flight over.