Commandeering Birmingham’s market stalls for a game of table-tennis
A few weeks ago Nikki Pugh and I were walking through the empty market stalls in Birmingham, and were struck by how much they resembled table-tennis tables. What a waste, we thought. Yesterday we put that right.
Nikki and Charlie, who facilitate the BARG events, organised a bunch of us to meet at the vegetable market yesterday afternoon (it’s empty – and relatively clean – on Sundays).
Table-tennis on Birmingham's market stalls (Photo by Nikki Pugh)
We bought sets of bats and balls from a pound shop, but quickly discovered that the balls were useless. No matter how hard you hit them they seemed to give up after the first bounce. As Antonio pointed out, “when the ball starts going backwards you know something’s not right”. So we splashed out on some better quality balls, which worked a treat.
There were about nine of us altogether, but we were joined by at least three passers-by who wanted to play.
There are at least 32 tables though: imagine filling them all with games of table-tennis on a Sunday afternoon?
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