Thursday 23 June 2016

Exercising my Sweaty Democratic Right

Well today was the big Referendum day, and I'll wager many of you are as sick of the whole thing as I am. But, believing what I do, not voting was never an option.

My preparation for voting was to take part in a two hour cricket session on a very low bouncing artificial surface with a prominent dog turd at short fine leg. The coach was feeling rather sadistic, making yours truly run the sweat right out of him when I batted, and exhorting me to hurl my bowling down like mediocre missiles.

My problems were exacerbated by the fact I was wearing a helmet for the very first time. It was like batting inside a Cyberman's helmet, inside a post box, and about as hot too. I bat like I'm blind anyway, and I was as blind as a bat out there.

Shares in stump making companies rise through the roof when I stumble to the wicket.

At least I bowled OK, and wonder if there is a future for me in "death bowling" - not as bloody as it sounds.

From there to vote. Wonder how many other folk turned up to vote with a cricket bat.


All text and images copyright CreamCrackeredNature 23.06.16


  1. Is this helmet thing the latest health and safety ruling or something Si?

  2. Nice way to have spent the day before voting and I think turning up with a cricket bat will only have served to bring some character to the polling stations! - Tasha

  3. It's my own health and safety regulation to stop the beauty of my face being marred