Indian Summer

After a mediocre summer we seem to have moved into a quieter, warmer period. The sun shines every day, there has been no rain for two weeks, except thunderstorms that didn't reach Felixstowe. It's a time for casual dress, just a short-sleeved shirt, although this week I've abandoned the shorts in favour of trousers.

This should help the cricketers at the Oval. It gave me so much pleasure to see the English football team beaten by Northern Ireland this week. Football has become a ridiculous game, with overpaid yobs allowed to get out of control, while their supporters scream from the terraces. Cricket fans may be boisterous, they may be drunk, but they are fun. There is not the aggression found amongst football fanatics.

Why do men like to chase, kick or hit balls?