This week I have been


The 2011 Tour de France race guide.


An Idiot Abroad

Listening to

The xx


(Or rediscovering) Hamlet - Nicki Greenberg's beautiful new version, thanks to the fabulous Snarkattack, who invited me along to see Nicki talk about the creative process behind the book.


  • An enormous serve of bangers'n'mash and a nourishing pint of Kilkenny at the Town Hall one dismal Tuesday evening.
  • A "Chachi" - chianina meatball sandwich - another brioche donut and some amazing chocolate tart at Beatrix, which Essjay has reviewed.
  • A lazy Sunday lunch at The Crimean. The Polish hunter's stew (bigos) was just the thing to revive me after a chilly bike ride.
  • Generous piles of fried food with oodles of chillies and sichuan peppercorns at Sichuan House
  • Succulent suckling pig at Liberteene.
  • An array of bright, zesty flavours at Chin Chin, where the only problem was having to choose only some of the items from what looks to be a menu that is all hits, no filler.


Cricket Superstar – Burnt-out

The final 15 check into their luxury mansion but stumble when they have to explain why they should be captain.  The boys meet their mentor for the series, Graham Manou, before they take on their first match of the series.

Well, I didn’t make it to the first match of the series.  The synopsis of the episode sums up what I did see fairly accurately, though.  The mansion had all the trappings of luxury – marble entry, sweeping staircase, manicured lawns, a pool – and most of the final fifteen summed up their suitability for the role of captain with a series of variations on the syllable “um”.  Oh, and they met Graham Manou.

Then there was a lot of smoke, the sound of approaching fire engines, and then the luxury mansion was evacuated for… a challenge that was going to focus on “communication”.  And that’s when I turned off.  Sure, there seemed to be a lack of urgency during the evacuation that hinted that the guys were aware that it was a set-up, but that only makes it more pointless, doesn’t it?

Not interested.  Goodbye, Cricket Superstar, perhaps I’ll see one or more of the fifteen in the baggy green one day. Or, if not, in some Big Bash pyjamas.

At least I watched for long enough to have the life of a pro-cricketer summed up for me in one word.  ”Freebies!”  Thanks, Lee.

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This item has been cross-posted over at Reality Ravings.


4 comments to Cricket Superstar – Burnt-out

  • Graham Manou’s claim to fame is to be married to the not at all shrill and hysterical Tamsyn Lewis.

    That says it all, really.

  • Two things:

      I hope the language police don’t attack my blog now for your use of the words “shrill” and “hysterical”
      Graham Manou is a Former Test Cricketer.

    I’m wrong to get Tamsyn Lewis and Jana Rawlinson mixed up, aren’t I?

  • What? He played cricket for Australia? Um, Andrew Hilditch was the chairman of selectors at the time, right?

    And it is not wrong to get Tamsyn Rawlinson and Jana Lewis mixed up. It happens all the time. But I think one of them is blonde, and that’s how you tell them apart.

  • gg

    Why on earth is Graham Manou involved in this? ONE test cap? Due to a last minute injury. He’s ego must be huge. I’d be embarrassed to be near Allan Border if I were him.

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