It’s exactly a month to the big day as I write this. By now, the adverts have started to appear on TV, and grouchy middle-aged men like myself are already growing sick of them, raging against the commercialisation of Christmas, and claiming how it was better back in our dayContinue Reading

Growing up in a cricket-mad household in the seventies, it’s no surprise that one of my earliest memories is of Ian Botham putting the Aussies to the sword in the Ashes series in the summer of 1981.