Cricket

This is probably the most dangerous blip I've taken to date. Lying face down behind the wicket whilst Son of Mine hurls a ball towards me and Daughter of Mine swings a wooden cricket bat.

Note the specially-mown strip of grass that serves as the pitch, cut to our own measurements (2 widths of the lawn mower and about 10 paces) which were nothing like a chain (22 yards/20.12m - yes, I had to look that up!).

I hope you'll be pleased to know that the camera and I survived to shoot another day.