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Note: WordPress is so counter-intuitive, and this has taken so long to post, I have not proofed it. Shockingly, I have proofed the others. I’ll get round to it tomorrow… What even is this blog? It’s not a travelogue. It doesn’t promote specific places. It rambles and gripes about cricket but without going into the […]
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After eighteen failed attempts over the span of about fifteen years, England have won a test Down Under. I had a fabulous Christmas with J and Laura, caught some Big Bash cricket with Chris, went out on the lash with Ludvik, and caught up over terrific coffee with Gee in Melbourne. But, most pressingly, again, […]
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It has been ten long days without posting and I know the people, you, the reader, have been clamouring to read more about my travels/absconding/retiring without the finances to do so. I know you’ve been clamouring because you, the people, the reader, have told me you are waiting with bated breath for the latest instalments […]
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We were in the Gabba for much more of a day four than I had anticipated which was no bad thing given that our seats for day four were the best we’d had throughout the first two tests. ‘Throughout’ he says- two tests cleaned up in less than six days. Not ideal. We were close […]
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A hot sun was bearing down upon the Gabbatoir, a place of so much slaughter and pain for the English over many moons. A brutal day, the third in combat this side of the cityscape, saw England with little hope. It had been brutal. But perhaps there was a glimmer of something- if not hope, […]
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Fuck me do I love Test cricket. Waking up more than a little bleary eyed from the Barmy Army pre-Test party (try saying that ten times after a few pints) I was unsure if I was feeling sick because of over-imbibing or because the England cricket team have to, need to, win this test. As […]
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