And a little bit of work
Tuesday 2 Aug 11 - Sunday 7 Aug 11 18 °C
I didn’t go to the surgery the following day – one day of work is enough for me – because I could exactly the same job from home. A professional crastinator would’ve been proud of my procrastination, however, and I didn’t get anything done work-wise. I did cook dinner and do the washing, though, and write a bit of the blog.
In the evening I was supposed to be playing with the MCC in Whitchurch, an internal six-a-side bash. But six-a-side doesn’t really work when you only have three people turn up, so we had a drink in the nearby pub instead.
I didn’t go to work on Wednesday, either, as I had – you guessed it – a cricket match! This was another match for the Glamorgan Nomads, and we were travelling across the border once again. Our opponents were the Wiltshire Queries, whose club badge is a question mark, and we were playing in the delightful little town of Corsham, about ten miles northeast of Bath.
It was a very warm day, with the mercury hitting 25 °C! (Those whingeing Poms were carrying on like they were being forced to play under a furnace.) We lost the toss and bowled, quickly getting on the front foot and having them 4/55.
Then the spinners came on, and everything went a little pear-shaped. I again bowled poorly, with five overs of complete dross to start my spell, not helped by the tiny square boundaries. I found my line eventually, taking one wicket in my eleven overs as the Queries got to 254.
All-rounder Brad, an extremely talented cricketer who plays for Bridgend and gets paid a bit for doing so, copped a lot of amusing and good-natured ribbing from our Penarth teammates. (“What do they pay you to bowl full tosses, Brad?”) But he put it behind him to score 91 at better than a run a ball, and a couple of other contributions got us home before Heselev was required at number eight. My first Nomads win!
With a few drinks at Corsham Cricket Club and then a stop at a picturesque Wiltshire pub, we didn’t get back until 11, and I left the gathering early!
I actually did do some work from home on Thursday, and when my evening cricket game with Maccabi was cancelled due to the weather I just had another relaxing night.
On Friday I joined the rush hour crowd and took the train into work, which was surprisingly OK. The public transport system is far more reliable than in Melbourne…
I came home feeling brain-dead from staring at a computer screen all day, so I spent the evening staring at a television screen instead.
But I got back to exercising on Saturday, firstly by lugging my cricket bag to the train station and eventually to St Fagans to join the seconds on the trip to Pontypridd. They’d provided us with the closest game of our season to date, and we were primed to go.
A rain delay shortened the match, but our openers came out firing for a 121-run partnership, helped by around eight dropped catches. We used this platform to get to 3/220 after 44 overs, and backed ourselves to defend it.
But our confidence was perhaps misplaced, as Ponty came out firing, or at least one of the openers did. Wickets kept falling at the other end, but we kept dropping the scoring batsman (three drops off me alone) to keep them alive.
When he fell on 98 (coincidentally the same score as our opener, who was also dropped a ridiculous number of times), the game was as good as over. My figures of 9-0-55-1 were perhaps, for once, a little harsh, for I bowled pretty well after the first few overs. But it was a satisfying and hard-fought win nonetheless.
Sunday morning brought heavy rain, and the game was called off. I cooked a couple of meals to warm up later in the week, and did some washing, writing and so on, but generally just lazed around.