December the third and the first ODI of the summer is now just a couple of days away. The cold southerly that has plagued the country is breaking up and the forecast for Auckland is looking pretty damned fine. At this end of the island, Wellington harbour is still and glassy and the fountain is playing on a sun-bleached Oriental Bay. It might be only 10 o'clock in the morning but it is December, cricket is almost here and as a result I can almost smell the charred meat on the barbeque and taste the Summer Ale.
Brendon McCullum is getting pretty excited too. Over at the Herald he is busy yabbering away to Richard Boock, probably making as much a pain of himself there as does in the middle.
Thursday, 1 December 2005
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