16 OCTOBER 2004, Page 103

Q. I am a lady d'un certain age.1 am by

repute convivial, kind, obliging and an excellent bridge player. Unfortunately! have introduced three very boring women to each other and they insist on playing very bad bridge with me. At the end of each afternoon they produce diaries to fix the next date. How can I avoid them without seeming rude?

Name and address withheld A. lam delighted to be able to offer a lifeenhancing solution to this pmblem. Charlie Hunter, of the recently launched London Bridge Club, with whom I have discussed it, informs me that potential new members are welcome to come to his club for free trial lessons. Therefbre why not tell the ladies you are going to have a lesson to improve your own game and invite them to join you on a foray to this Annabel:s of bridge clubs; with its exquisite Mossop Street SW3 premises and Pierre Frey-upholstered back-supporting chairs? The membership is eclectic and newcomers' skills are assessed in minutes by one of the resident tutors. Soon the ladies will find themselves at tables where others of compatible competence are already playing. Once the ice has been broken and dig have their feet in the door; with membership at only 1100 a year and full refreshments available, they are bound to prefer the gaiety of meeting at the London Bridge Club in future and will hardly notice you peeling away from them. (The London Bridge Club, 0207 584 5800.)