Month: January 2012

A day out in Cambridge yesterday, contributing to some research about Autistic Spectrum Conditions.This entailed a fairly intensive but very generously remunerated three hours with a researcher named Caroline Robertson. Her supervisor, no lesser person than Simon Baron Cohen, had allowed her the use of his office. Overall I enjoyed the day, though the journey back on the 17:39 from Cambridge (a.k.a the 16:45 from Kings Cross) was jam packed.

England are endeavouring to recover from a poor start to the first test against Pakistan in Dubai, having been bowled out for 192. Although Pakistan are already in the lead with six wickets standing, but those who remember Brisbane 2010 (England 517-1 to save the game after being 200 behind on first innings) and Sydney 2009 (Pakistan lost by 38 runs after leading by 200 on first innings) are not yet hugely worried.

There has been some coverage of Saeed Ajmal’s action, instigated by TV Commentator Bob Willis, but this is foolish. The England camp have refused to have anything to do with such complaints, and as TMS’s Michael Vaughan pointed out, it is unlikely that any comments would have been made by anyone had England been 300-4 with Ajmal taking none for plenty. Today’s view from the rooftop is the undistinguished rear view the guildhall. You would never guess that on the other side of this clump of buildings is a section of frontage that is the only one of its kind in the entire country but such is the case.

Keep an eye out for more photos from Holkham/ Wells… 51

It has been a while since my last post. Since then I have spent considerable time with my sister and my nephew for the first time in two years. We have played large amounts of bridge. Initially the cards were hugely against my partner and I but the pendulum has begun to swing back towards us.

As well as this, and the usual things that families do in the festive season we took a coastal walk from Holkham to Wells. This is at all times of year a very scenic walk, doable in half an hour if you choose not to stp en route but occupying two hours if you have a small boy with you to dictate the tempo. I will be putting up a number of photos from this over the course of time. Having decided to start by taking the path across Holkham Meals (an artifical formation of pine planted sand dunes created and named by the then Earl of Leicester) to the beach and walk as close to the sea as we could the whole way, we found ourselves baulked by a river which was deeper than anyone’s shoes. Rather than turn back we took shoes and socks off and crossed barefooted. As you will see from one of the photos I shall shortly be putting up we had a very hard frost in King’s Lynn last night.