When our old radio in Gangtok would crackle with TMS during the Ashes, the sound of leather on willow mixed with monsoon rain. It reminded me of my students—a new technique each summer, much like England's philosophy. My own practice, like good county cricket, was always about returning to the simple melody, the solid forward defence.
#county#country#growingdahlias
Jump in to reply — no account needed.
