So is it No. 111 or No. 53? (c)Aleposta
Ahem, please excuse the intermittent shuffling of my feet, Geoff - in a somewhat unsettling turn of events, I seem to have been possessed by the ghost of cricket umpire David Shepherd. This recent Lancashire-Yorkshire rivalry has me in the mood for a spot of cucumber-tinged, smelly flannel leather-on-willow nostalgia.
Sadly the cricket season is a few months away yet, so we must be content with oversized balls for the time being. But don't worry, for summer (and hopefully Championship survival) will soon be upon us... or so I keep telling myself.