Ashes Poetry

1.55pm sarnies eaten, supa-sopas supa-soping, umpires inspecting, arms folded, doesn’t look too good for early start of play. We’re in the upper press box stand, which is twinned with the SCG’s Doug Walters Ashtray, both being old-fashioned exposed slighty crumbly concrete edifices – ‘bit like you, dad’ says my daughter, Laurel, freezing next to me. [...]

Deus Ex Machina
“All-rounder Flintoff uses Nasa technology to aid recovery while asleep”
…..whirr, whirr, crutch, clutch, whirr, grunch, clunch, wunch, wunderkind, swoosh, swoosh, slosh, gosh, glug-glug-glug-glug-whirr-clung-cling-clong-helmet-clang, bing, bong, bing, yorker, yorker, rip-snorter, tapocatapocata-tapocatapocata, whirr, whirr, whoosh- whash, jigger-jagger-jigger-jagger ramming speed, Mr Zulu, the knee can take it, Cap’n, warp-factor ninety-five miles per hour, outer, outer,outer, inner’s [...]