If you throbbed on his knob prior to his chute (3 on 1 = 4), you controlled the whole game. Only a double 6 followed by another double 6 could allow you to "cream over" to get home, but the problem remained unless that colour decided to "break and run". This game was purely spectator sport; the players threw the dice and the onlookers called the shots.
Then one gloomy day on 206 in 1990, the new Boss appeared in the crewroom and said if we had enough time to play Uckers we must all be 'B' Cats - Demise of Uckers !
Can't mention his name, lest I get fined a bottle of port, but it is an anagram of "Barrin McLean"
CXX later devised a game called "Mexis" - mainly used on detachment - and controlled by a Chairman whose decision is final
Guarranteed to make you feel unwell
Anyone else played this?