Meet the Writer: The Tooting Trumpet

Spending my days writing balls-achingly dull stuff for my employer is tempered by the people with whom I am fortunate enough to work and the students (of whom I see less and less - but that just makes it sweeter and sweeter when you see the fruits of their labours). Fooling myself that I was really doing industry-research (and better still, fooling the management) I would follow the GU OBO coverage, occasionally venturing an e-mail - okay, a bit more than occasionally, but I can handle it - yeah, I can handle it.

I started a little late night GU SportsBlogging with the Aussies during the Ashes and found that I enjoyed that more than watching Harmy bowl or Flintoff bat - much more. Then I wrote a bit for the mighty Pseudscorner, under its noble leader Lord Ebren, sometimes in cahoots with The Googly's very own Mimitig! Now I write the Performance of the Day post here and occasional musings  - I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoy writing them.

Favourite cricketer: KP - there... I've said it now.

Best cricket moment: Running in to bowl at Bootle with my Dad watching. He had first watched cricket at Wadham Road in the late Forties and he never thought his boy would play on that ground, just 15 minutes walk from Goodison Park.

Worst cricket moment: Realising that it was actually going to happen in Adelaide. Australia's bowlers were going to take just 14 wickets in the match, but England were still going to lose the Test and the Ashes. To have 551-6 on the scoreboard in the first innings of a Test and get beaten is an all-time sporting calamity. Better stop, the blood pressure's on the climb again just thinking about it.

[The Tooting Trumpet]