The Pandemic and The Cricket Society
An appreciation of cricket and The Cricket Society on its 75th anniversary.
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An appreciation of cricket and The Cricket Society on its 75th anniversary.
After the seeing the excellent Spilliaerts exhibition at the RA I'd booked Zédel to see how one of the more up-market groups was handling the Covid thing. And eat some good grub too, natch.
Indifference versus the cockmonster. Oh, and lots of wine.
As a tribute to Everton Weekes, one of the greats of cricket, I publish my entry on him in the Dictionary of Latin American and Caribbean Biography.
Flaming the salmon involved a geezer nailing a whole side of salmon to a plank before donning a fire-retardant suit and helmet and holding said plank to a charcoal-fed furnace.
If you want to learn to eat classic French food in style there are few places better to start than Le Train Bleu.
A jolly, squiffy and ultimately pooped evening in the company of a friend greatly missed.
Possibly the most terrifying meal of my life took place in Paris.
Those of you who under the age of 40 who have seen Murder on the Orient Express would imagine that any travel to Paris in pre-Eurostar days involved personalised leather suitcases, glamorous travelling companions and silver service dining on a sleek machine-missile headed straight to the heart of lovetown. And murder.
It's often the case that it's only when you move away from a place that you appreciate the finest things about it, which until then you'd either been ignorant of, or had taken for granted. Such was the case with Romanas in Ferryhill.