We had one job - you can guess how that worked out...

Curry organisation, part the second

So. We had one job to do. There were things in our favour:

• We were all sat at the same table

• We were sat there for around an hour

• We had an agenda one item long:

AGENDA

1. Set a date and time to go out for a curry

Any other business

That's short enough for even me to remember it. Off by heart.

There were, however, some things that conspired against us:

• The television was on in the clubhouse

• Brazil

• Chile

• Extra time

• Penalties

• Chips with salt and tomato sauce

Who, in the face of such adversity, could concentrate on the one job they had to do, no matter how simple and straightforward?

Obviously, not us.

So, therefore, the curry remains, neither disorganised, nor unorganised, but yet to be organised. To be confirmed. Watch this space.

I'd not considered the question...

...until I completed the County Cricket board's online questionnaire. Basically, the question was: when your playing days are over and it's time to disappear back off to the pavilion for the last time, will you still want to be involved, (A) umpiring; (B) in an official capacity; (C) coaching; (D) doing the washing up / making the sarnies / general dogsbody duties; or: (E) will you wander off never to be seen again?

Most of the questions I hadn't had to think about too much, if at all.

This one made me realise: I'm a wander off into the sunset never to be seen again sort of bloke. I don't so much draw a line (in the sand or elsewhere) as build a ten foot wall topped with razor wire, and relentlessly, remorselessly, and even ruthlessly, move on to the next phase, whatever that might be.

I don't feel that I turn my back, rather that I get busy with the new stuff to full capacity, and don't have time to re-visit the past.