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As usual when I received the text from the manager to say the game was cancelled, I started to think about what lay ahead for us and it wasn't pleasant; but I have to say it was one of the most enjoyable sessions for a long time.

It was made even more interesting when Harry split us up into two sides; one made up of the boys going to Preston for the night out and the other of those who were staying at home.

We had a quick meeting at the start of training because there had been a few late call-off's since the initial booking was made.

The result of the little get-together meant that the boys pulling out at the last-minute were being fined.

Let's just say there were a couple of none too happy bunnies in there and it certainly made for an interesting training session after Harry's teams were picked.

It was all in good fun though and the banter was flying back and forward as us boring boys headed into the final game needing a win to claw back some much-needed pride.

After some seriously dodgy line judging by our physio, Ross Goodwin, accompanied by Harry's ridiculous point tallying, we were 2-1 down after three of the games.

I'm willing to admit that we lost the dodgeball fair and square but we rallied to destroy the 'Preston Boys' (their choice of name, not mine) at head-tennis
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Next up was possession, and, after winning four and drawing one of the first seven points up for grabs the score was somehow 3.5-2.5 in our favour.

Needless to say we ended up losing that one and had no luck in the match either.

Results-wise, it wasn't a great day for my team but as I said it was one of the most enjoyable sessions I can remember - there really is a good atmosphere at the clubat present.

Not that this guarantees success, but it certainly makes a difference when everyone is pulling in the same direction and getting on so well with each other.

That's not to say that Galabank hasn't always been a good place to be, because it has - but I've just noticed a bit of a difference these last few weeks - and long may it continue.

Unfortunately I can't divulge into any of the goings-on at the team night out - but only because I wasn't there.

The boys certainly seemed to enjoy themselves and everyone managed to get home safe and sound although some were slightly delayed.

While the boys were away partying, Graeme Bell and I had a bit of a quiet night when we met up with our old team-mate, Lewis Walker.

Lewi has been in America since August when he began a football scholarship so we had a wee catch up over a couple of beers before heading home to watch Match of the Day.

I was constantly looking at my phone while I was at work on Monday, expecting a message telling us that training had been cancelled for obvious reasons.

It never came and we headed through to the ground wondering what Harry had in store for us.

It was clear the training ground was a no-go and when Derek Townsley told us to hang fire on getting changed we sensed a wee darts and dominos evening coming up - how silly of us.

We got the gear on and ran down the back of the ground to a large grass area where we managed a 15 minute run in about four inches of snow - great fun once again.

We had some more heavy snow this week, so I'm sure it will be much of the same at training again on Wednesday.

I hope everyone has a very happy Christmas.