Karen Chisholm

Cricket... Cliff Hardy... Cricket... Cliff Hardy. Some years things don't pan out quite like you want. Around here, every Boxing Day will find me somewhere very close to the couch, new Cliff Hardy and Christmas Chocolates in hand, pretending to watch the cricket whilst quietly reading. Only this year we were winning, and it's been a while and it was against England, and well I didn't get quite as much reading done as I would normally. So I'm catching up now.

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