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I’m at my friend Alsira’s pool. I’ve just done fifty lengths, shaken the water off, and bashed out fifty press ups. The lifeguard is impressed and asks me how I got on in Paris? ‘Pretty well,’ I reply, ‘Until my … Continue reading
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Yesterday evening I found myself with an hour to kill before collecting the wife from the airport, so I switched on the telly, hoping to find a spot of cricket. What I found instead was the BBC 6 o’clock News, … Continue reading
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Warning: this blog is predominately about Super 15 Rugby; so if that doesn’t float your boat, look away now. I’ve never had much interest in Super Rugby — the Southern Hemisphere competition involving Australia, New Zealand, South Africa, and now, … Continue reading
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DAY 3 I was ill. I knew it. Friday was a wash-out in every sense. The weather was awful so we decided to take the ferry to Sydney but by the time Lisa, the owner of … Continue reading
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MANLY — THE FINAL FRONTIER Arriving into Sydney airport at around 7.30pm local time, my first impressions of Australia is that it’s caught somewhere between the ‘fifties and the ‘nineties in a post-colonial time warp. Bank notes still sport our … Continue reading
“To play county cricket,” Sir Gareth Sobers once said, “you have to love eating salad three times a day.” Is it salad that drives so many cricketers to end their own lives or is it the game itself, as cricket … Continue reading
