I've been trying to work out why I care about this story, and, other than loving a good mystery (see second part of my username), I realised it's possibly to do with a really unpleasant experience in my family - a person who won the trust of elderly family members by being lovely, 'genuine', interesting, thoughtful, a hard-luck case, etc etc... and stole money systematically from them over a long period. Getting the money back wasn't the problem, the problem was the emotional and relational damage.
And having put quite a lot of effort in to liking the TSP author when I read the book, because I felt sorry for her even though I thought her decisions were mad, I now feel emotionally cheated.
Anyway. Back to cricket:
for comparison with TSP (see previous post) a genuine incident from when I was walking part of the SWCP with DSs and DH on the last day of the Lord's Test against India (ie last Monday)
We pause at a stile in the early afternoon. DS2 immediately takes out his phone. There is reception! He announces "118 for 8". Two older gentlemen on the other side of the stile stop in their tracks. "What? What's the score? Great! Who's in? Who's bowling? [Excited multi-way discussion of England's chances, relative merits of various players and tactics, etc] Thank you!!"
Just saying, anyone walking the SWCP during the Ashes who cared enough to carry the radio would not only have listened to it at every opportunity, but would also have had a ready-made topic of conversation with some significant proportion of the other walkers. Would definitely have discussed that more than Simon Armitage (though I think in the timeline Armitage starts where the Ashes end).