Turnaround

Something I didn’t mention in my little recap about Sunday was the ridiculous scenario that played out over at Headingley. We had a gentle afternoon game of beach cricket while listening to the unfolding Ashes drama and even I, as a staunch Unpatriotic Unsupporter of most things sporting, was completely gripped. What an incredible effort by Ben Stokes. Listening to it all with a group of people who actually play the game (albeit at a small village level) really helped my enthusiasm and meant I got some really useful insights into what was happening when and why. I won’t try and sound as if I know what I’m typing about, but I can recognise how unlikely a win it was, especially when it came down to the last partnership. The atmosphere on the beach was amazing, so I can only guess what it must have been like at the match itself.

Hopefully my NFL experience at the Tottenham Stadium in October will be just as exciting and enthralling.

Elsewhere, it’s supposed to be slightly cooler tomorrow, thank God. It’s good to have a nice Bank Holiday weekend for a change, but when I booked the extra time off I had hoped to spend today sorting out some stuff in the garden and then drumming. Instead I spent most of the day naked, wafting myself with a £2 fan and trying to keep my infant son from overheating.

RC 27-8-19