When Emily Brontë wrote Wuthering Heights in 1847, she did so under the pen name "Ellis Bell". Today we all understand the ridiculous attitudes which persisted back then persuading her to do so because it was not deemed a woman's role to be a published author.

Fast forward to today and we can't shout loud enough about the fortune's of Ashford's U16 girls team, a team few boy's sides would be keen to face. Solid defence and direct attacks becoming their trademark style.

What Brontë used as a metaphor in 1847, our girls literally played in at The Fortress. Wuthering conditions keeping coaches and spectators wrapped up on the sidelines and a strong enough wind to keep even the hottest air blowing from the opposition coach at bay.

Hattie did job number one well. Changing ends to have the wind at their backs in the first half gave us the chance to push for a first half lead, and it was a chance Ashford took.

Molly, Emily, Issy, Molly, Issy, Issy.

With a five goal lead into the break and one each way to make it a 6-1 final score against Tunbridge Wells, would imply a fairly routine win and one way traffic. With at least a little inspiration from a 19th Century novel, it wasn't quite without plot twists. The second half had us under regular pressure with T Wells finding more of the ball and the brilliant and regular defensive picks coming from across the backline and midfield were necessary, not least of all Perla making important interventions with one absolute worldy against a well struck LBZ.

Of course, we did have our traditional ten minute dip and when finding trouble on one side, not quite trusting our transfers and we'd lose the ball in midfield. However, just as the wind demonstrated, this game was indeed only blowing in one direction.

Players of the match were voted for and shared by Issy, Molly and Ruby. Players from defense and attack with time also in midfield. They weren't the only stand outs and all who played today are deserving of plaudits, but they do represent that quality hockey was once again on display from all over the pitch.

3 more points and Ashford take a firm grip on the upper end of the table and eyes will remain firmly on the fortune's of others as we move on to next week's fixture.

Emily Brontë only wrote one novel. Maybe short on ideas, or suppressed by her peers, I'm not sure. But you get the feeling that Ashford's U16Gs are writing a series of stories, with the development of characters and plot twists delivered in true cliffhanger style.

I, for one, can't wait until the next installment.