Hic Leges Icenorum Observantur
As Jon Snow says, “Winter is coming”. The central heating switched on this weekend for the first time since the end of April!
I mean, of course, the Jon Snow who goes around stabbing lots of people in Westeros, not the superannuated one who distorts the news beyond recognition on Channel Four News
I returned from a four week ‘vacation’ in Russia and Poland some five weeks ago.
I use the word ‘vacation’ advisedly – it was pretty hectic in places and I suffered from jet-lag, loss of the adrenaline I generated to keep going, and then had to acclimatise to the freezing weather here in Brissie.
So why did I choose these destinations?
Don’t get me wrong, Jofra’s a talented young man and I’m sure every ball he bowls is compliant with the current laws of the game.
But I’m not happy with the current rules because so many players – and the odd umpire or two – are getting seriously injured by fast bowling. Poor old Phil Hughes comes to mind, but his death is not the only one to have happened over the past two or three years. Jofra has already hurt more batsmen per ball bowled then anyone else – that’s not because he’s bad, but because he’s faster and trickier than anyone else – yet.
Cricket is not supposed to be a game based on maiming your opponents – unlike boxing – but a game firmly based on skill. Of recent years however, speed of bowling has apparently become the one and only worthwhile goal to be pursued, whilst clever spin – Warnie or Lyon or Swann for example – has been relegated to an also-ran technique, only to be used when the quickies get tired.
I don’t like the outcome and I’d love to see the rules changed, but I can’t think of a sensible and practical way to change them. Any ideas?
It is almost inconceivable to have had so many mass shooting tragedies in the USA within such a short time span. But so we have and here we are, with a large part of the populace reflexively calling for “gun control,” whatever that is. I darkly suspect that those people have no better idea about it than they do about “global warming.” If they were all so clever as they like to think they are, surely by now we’d have had some possibly useful ideas about how to solve the problem. Continue reading “Gun Control”
I must be dreaming
Nathan and Pat clean up all 10 before tea after Steve and Matt set an impossible target at a ground where England never loses.
Have I morphed to an alternate reality, or is this for real?
Poor old Moeen goes down to The Goat for the 11th time – oh frabjous joy!
There is a Japanese word, hikkikomori, which refers to a generation of neo-hermits. They are the people who’ve withdrawn from most, if not all, public contact and generally content themselves with staying at home. Most, if not all, their contact with others takes place online. Continue reading “People”
With a rebreather a deep sea diver can stay underwater for 6 hours. It’s a long way to the moon. Need to breathe and rebreathe the air to live long and fly high. Not for me. Coat, helmet, buggy.
I shouldn’t really be shocked, much less horrified. The world has provided so many surprises recently that one really ought to be immune by now. But then… Something happens that proves that horror is still possible. Continue reading “Come back, Drunky, all is forgiven!”
Charioteers may not yet know . . .
What’s the word down-under?
Enjoy the rest of your day!
I used to blog a bit. Always enjoyed it.
The world moved on and offered us Twitter – succinct if obfuscating. I thought that I could also move on with little pain and a wee bit gain. Concise-wise.
Aye weel. We definitely live in interesting times and I feel the need to pour words ‘unto the breach’ instead of just into 240 characters. Continue reading “Henry V Act 4 Scene 7 – Words 1-4 *”
