Cricket...

During the daylight hours, the television set at Chez Allegra has been seized by the men of the household and permanently tuned to Channel 4 to follow the latest goings on in the England v West Indies cricket match. Now usually, I try to follow the game and then give up through both a permanent lack of understanding of the more technical rules and the vocalised exasperation of the men as a result of my ill-fated attempts at the afore-mentioned, and it becomes another mind-numinbingly boring time for me, not being a sports fan. But the presence of a few tasty cricketers in the form of Andrew Flintoff and James Anderson means that whilst I'll never understand the fundamentals of the game, I will remain an avid viewer of the TV coverage...sigh...