One run

Another difficult day was made easier by the continuation of some fine, warmer weather and the opening of m’boy’s cricket season.

His excitement for the opening match was heightened by the fact that he had been chosen to captain the team and he took to the task with great aplomb, seeming to me to be playing in every conceivable position.

In between that there was the small matter of getting The Youngest to and from the school disco, which she seemed to enjoy.

After collecting her, we sat and watched the match for a while on the sidelines with a drink and a snack, but as the light faded and the temperature dropped, we retired to the back of Big Blue and under the cover of a blanket watched the closing stages.

M’boy was gutted to lose the match by just a single run.

Life can be so cruel!