I returned early from a break in London for the Warwickshire game thinking I must have gone wrong in my brain tank.
As it turned out, i was a good decision and there was some great cricket. With the wind back to the prevailing south westerly the sky line was endurable with only 3 layers of clothing and scarves and woolly hats were not necessary.
I heard recently that even though we won this competition last year we had the lowest ratio of 6 hits against the opposition on a match by match basis. Clearly, Trott and Bell had been told this would have to change and hit some beauties. Bell was in sparkling form. Of course, it might be that because the result didn't matter a fuck, they just decided to enjoy themselves.
Good knock by Rikki Clarke as well, but the word among the members is that he will soon off to pastures new.
