Ratification with a "G".

I've always been a fan of that great English invention Cricket, so last Friday me and a couple of friends went to watch England v Bangladesh at Chester-le-Street (a place in the northeast of England). A good time was had by all even though the match wasn't a contest; it only really got entertaining when the English batsmen decided not to play any defensive strokes but rather to hit every ball towards the boundary. The best moment was when a fight broke out between a man dressed as a giant blue arrow and a couple of rather drunk louts.

On the way back we saw a group of youths in hoodies under a bridge drinking an unidentified substance from a bottle. We could have joined them but we chose to walk past. Quickly.

In the meantime Jane has been out on her first date with Thom Yorke. She got someone to take loads of pictures of the two of them and now she's busy cutting out Thom's head from the photographs and replacing them with cut-outs of Chris Martin. Sad or what? Who's afraid of the big bad wolf?