You can always tell when the cricket season starts because that is when the weather gets cold and it starts to rain, or in our case, hail. Teachers gather together in anxious groups, either looking at the sky or looking at the latest weather app on their phones trying to predict what the weather is going to do in the next three hours. Will the grass dry enough or will the surface be too slippery? Are those dark clouds coming our way or will they skirt by us. Do we play? In the end the fixtures did go ahead and I saw some impressive bowling and batting (with the odd six) by both schools. The spectators enjoyed the sun and occasional shower, wrapped up in layers of blankets, though I’m sure I spotted some blue fingers. Do the boys care – I doubt it. They just want to enjoy their cricket!