If you'll pardon the self-indulgence, now follows three parts of a kind of personal history of my association with cricket.
A tale of a love found, lost and regained between two very distinct landmarks.
This Ashes summer has been a very emotional rollercoaster, and sport can have a weird and profound effect. This series certainly has on me, particularly in the manner with which it has enveloped my life pretty much for the last 2 months and as such has inspired this biography of my relationship with the gentleman's game.
To make it easier to digest, it is in 3 parts but you can still scroll down from here to read them.
Or link from here
Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3
meanwhile, an appraisal of the Ashes achievement occurs here