I passed some half term kids playing cricket on the North side of Clap’ham Common during the morning run. Nothing too odd about this - except that we’re approaching Halloween.
There was around half a dozen of the ankle biters, probably around Year 5 or Year 6 primary school age.
They were taking it incredibly seriously as well, fully padded up and even a protective helmet on show.
GOOD EFFORT.
It was a refreshing change from seeing the S Ldn yoof playing football - or throwing fireworks at one another during this time of year.
What was all the more remarkable was that they were playing on the Common grass, or what’s left of it, late aitumn. It must have been one hell of a sticky wicket.
Later in the day I found myself walking around the Harleyford Road and past The Oval. The Hobbs Gate was padlocked up.
It was a most sorry sight, reminding me that we are deep into the Winter Well non-cricket season.
Hang on. There’s an England ODI series that no one really gives a shit about taking place on the other side of the world right now, yeah?
I took my enthusiasm from the Clap’ham Common kids, tbh.