The Pakistan Cricket Board is a long-standing joke, its chairmen replaced with every change of government.
Sometimes I play cricket, and I play badminton.
Village cricket spread fast through the land.
My father, whose hobby was collecting secondhand cricket books, came back from a book fair one day with a copy of ‘The Body In The Library.’
If the French noblesse had been capable of playing cricket with their peasants, their chateaux would never have been burnt.
I have this magpie instinct for the next glittering object. There are one or two things I know I can’t write about, though: DIY, cricket, automobile repair. I could study it for a lifetime and not produce a word on the carburettor.