As
reported in the Cheshire Observer, January 1930.
Two
gentlemen, whom I shall merely refer to as Syd and Fred, had a memorable game
of billiards one evening at Manley Village Hall. Fred had decided to play despite
dizzy spells caused by high blood pressure. The game had been in progress for
15 minutes and Fred moved to the far side of the table.
After
a shot by Syd, Fred declared that “I can’t pot that!” and dropped down dead on
the spot.
Fred
was a retired licenced victualler seller, originally from Manchester. There are
worse ways, and places, to go.
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