All i knew was that this guy with my name played for a village cricket team in Kent, so i took advantage of a warm summer weekend to take a cycle ride into the country and see if i could find him.
Fortuitously, his team was playing the league title decider against their local rivals, so i got the bonus of an entertaining afternoon of sport, with Stu ending the day holding the trophy!
After some anxious hanging around at the end i finally introduced myself, and got more Pinchins than i bargained for as his Dad was also present, and completely gobsmacked - fair enough, i would be!
We couldn't find any distant family tree links, but its nice to feel part of a wider clan none the less.
