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I’ve just survived two weeks in my wife’s delightful home town, Grodków, located in the Silesian Lowlands of the Oder basin, the administrative seat of Gmina Grodków. If you’re a regular reader of my (somewhat irregular) blogs, then you will … Continue reading
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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
“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
