Musings From The Padded Cell

The Road To Scarborough – Route One.

“The great thing about playing team sport is you win and lose together, and the pain is never as bad when you share it.” Brian O’Driscoll

Time For Those Flying Pigs Again.

“A half-truth is even more dangerous than a lie. A lie, you can detect at some stage, but half a truth is sure to mislead you for long.” Anurag Shourie

Guest Article – The True Spirit Of Cricket by Martin “Molly” Molyneux

“I think we judge talent wrong. What do we see as talent? I think I have made the same mistake myself. We judge talent by people’s ability to strike a cricket ball. The sweetness, the timing. That’s the only thing we see as talent. Things like determination, courage, discipline, temperament, these are also talent.” Rahul […]


“Many people are good at talking about what they are doing, but in fact do little. Others do a lot but don’t talk about it; they are the ones who make a community live.” Jean Vanier

The Don’s Last Cake.

There are places we start to see far too much of the older we get.

Clear Eyes, Full Hearts…Didn’t Lose! Villas Champions Again.

The All Alone Oval was not a place for the faint-hearted last Saturday as Villas’ Second Team narrowly edged out close rivals Ben Rhydding in the title decider.

Shirley Bassey Saved My Life.

With inimitable timing we approached last Saturday’s crunch arse-end of the table game with seven regular picks missing from our First Team.

Dyed In The Wool.

“The secret of change is to focus all of your energy not on fighting the old but building the new.” Socrates I’ve just finished a marvellous book called The Shepherd’s Life – A Tale of the Lake District by James Rebanks. Switch off now if your preference is E L James or Jackie Collins.

People And Places.

Way back in a time almost forgotten, when England could play football and we were but pimply young kids trying to begin to master the vagaries of bat and ball, Dandelion & Burdock and girls, there cut a patriarchal figure at the Villas who was universally respected.

We’ll Meet Again, Don’t Know Where, Don’t Know When.

Familiar old faces strode across the lush turf at the Emirates All Alone Bowl as we prepared to commence “battle” with bat and ball one more time.