the really beautiful game

I came out of work to find that the cricket team were playing on the pitch opposite the office. No cycling spinsters, but the thwack of leather on willow was there.
I don't really like watching sport, but cricket is always a bit different because it reminds me of being taken to watch my dad play when I was small. I never used to actually watch, but there were always other children to play with and the cricket grounds usually had untidy edges for making dens and other games. So it's memory that makes it a beautiful game for me.