Get a butchers at this, Mrs Grumble urged Alf.
She has long felt his hobbies should be stretched beyond whisky tasting and beer sculling (his prowess at the latter activity was considerable in his younger days, by the way, although he never turned professional).
And now she had found (she said) a new sport that should not stretch him physically.
The prospect of engaging in a new sport without being stretched physically naturally is highly attractive.
Mind you, the same can be said of pigeon racing, and Alf never took to that.
Or rather, to be honest, Mrs Grumble never took to it.