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Three Ways To A Red Nose

Three things come together this week that make me feel nostalgic. One the garden looks lovely and especially the hostas and irises. Second the warm weather justifies the start of the moth trap season to see what if any moths … Continue reading

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Batshit Bonkers #carrotranch #flashfiction

Charli Mills prompt this week is  April 12, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that includes a bat. You can use an association to the winged, cave-dwelling critter, or you can explore the word for … Continue reading

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Many a true word

I have debentures at the cricket which guarantees me tickets to my favourite sports.  It’s cheap for a midlife crisis. I took a guest on Friday who’d never been before.  She was very excited.  She told her elderly parent. This … Continue reading

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My dream

Back in 1968, my mum fiddled with the dial on her little transistor radio.  She always listened to what was then known as the Home Service, now BBC Radio 4, which was a magazine and news programme. However round about … Continue reading

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Cricket lovely cricket, or how I found my career path

This post is utterly, completely and thoroughly self-indulgent. By all means skip the RTs, the likes and the comments. I really will understand. Because for so many of you kind followers you will have no enduring fascination with this engrossing … Continue reading

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Richard (Richie) Benaud: 6th October 1930 to 10th April 2015

A hero of mine died today. An Australian cricketer and, most important for me, commentator. When I discovered cricket in 1968 Richie was already one of the voices of cricket on BBC T V. His style of letting the picture … Continue reading

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A day at the cricket – a sonnet for the day

A day at the cricket   The crowd are people-pixels, sun grilled And shimmering with hope. A boy, half aware of play Picasso-eyes a girl in red; he looks away At the sharp head-toss. She’s noticed; he’s thrilled. He checks … Continue reading

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