In which I prove I'm English and talk about the weather

I had the journey home from hell yesterday. It took me seven hours to get home from Leicester (it usually takes an hour and a half): including three hours sat stock still on the M1; four roads being closed just as I was getting on them; nearly being squashed by an HGV being blown over; one full travelodge; and more of Northampton than I ever wished to see. Thanks to indian_skimmer for the remote travelodge location and Stuart Broad related entertainment.

( England/Australia one day match (I don't actually know which one we're on - it's just one long nightmare )

( South Africans )

( Geraint News )