My last ten days were pretty full-on on in Dunedin and Wellington so when I flew back home on Monday night I decided to transition myself into a couch potato yesterday and watch what I hoped would be an absorbing days cricket.
Half way through the second session with NZL failing to make any inroads at all on a fairly benign pitch and a draw looming I called it quits and headed outside ... returning at 5.25 and turned on the sports channel only to give myself a swift uppercut having missed most of the action. 10 wickets for 99 runs. Great result ... well done the Black Caps.
Cricket, that great French gift to the world (along with 'conyuck' the Can-Can and garlic).