I had not intended to mention the cricket for a second time in three weeks however our historic Ashes victory was too significant to omit. Those of you who read last week's column will note I describe the English men's cricket team as "ours"; a term I would probably have avoided had the score been different.
Perhaps I was too quick to join the naysayers after the second test when we suffered such an embarrassing defeat. It looked as though we had our work cut out until England started to capitalise on their home advantage and exploit pitches that suited their style of play. England finally found their momentum and never looked back. I am just starting to plan a trip to Australia so obviously "had" to contact my friends down under - let's just say I am glad not to be visiting for another few months.
Another English pastime which is vulnerable to our unpredictable seasons is a personal favourite of mine - camping. There is little you can do to conclude a cricket match in the rain however there are a few options to improve your chances of surviving a camping trip in the UK; one of which is "glamping" (glamorous camping). Judging by the fact that my spellcheck doesn't recognise the term I can only assume it's a British invention. Who else would go camping when there is the possibility of being wet and cold? This was my first experience of so called glamping and I must admit it was lacking in what I would call glamour but certainly featured camping.
Perhaps I am being too harsh. Even though I was sleeping under canvas I did have an actual bed and there was even electricity including plugs inside the tent. All that was really missing was room service and champagne.
