Your actual proper cricket this time, not messing about in the nets or having a few gentle throw downs. A match, on a glorious afternoon. I'd bowled and batted well at nets the other day, so I was hopeful.
And of course, in the end I was dreadful. Scored 1 run, fielded badly and my bowling was all over the place. We got hammered out of sight, and thus I had time to ride out on my bicycle.
I was just scudding along, when a scuttle interrupted my scud in front of me, and I had to do a little swerve and stop.
It was a little toad, about quarter sized, just making its way across into the deep long grass to look for worms, probably. It was very well behaved, and it occurred to me that if I kissed it a prince, a better cricketer than me would suddenly appear. The team, oh by golly, definitely needs one.
It then occurred to me that there were people around, so I didn't. We'll just have to lose again next week.
All images and text are copyright CreamCRackeredNature 04.07.15
|Actually, it's probably a princess|
|A prettier face couldn't be seen|
|Just ambling along|
|Red tailed malel was rather busier|
|Fresh out in the garden|