July 28th 1972

“Trev rolled up at 11:30 and we played cricket and he heard my new recs. By the way I bt him at cricket me 92 decl him 55 all out”


I HATE cricket.

Did I mean REAL cricket or some kind of odd board game or something? I certainly can’t imagine me running from stumps to stumps on a field, but then again right now I have a hard time imagining me running any substantial yardage!

My presumptive attitude in announcing the score in my dairy somewhat distresses me all these years later. Who the hell was I writing the “by the way” precursor for?


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