I win. No I haven’t been playing it all day cos I’m at work but 250/3 with 9 balls left.
We need to start a league dudes and register and wotnot

247/6
Despite 88 from 28 balls from Ian Bell and 85 from 29 balls by trescothic I lost by four bloody runs.
I can’t handle this at all, this game is sooo crap but very addictive for some reason.
I think I too am going to have to admit defeat. My 16.5 runs per over weren’t enough but they were inspired. And no I haven’t played as AUS. What sort of scum would do such a thing

Needed 20 to win off the last over and lost. Got 229/9 off 15 overs with England. Trescothic got 80 odd but it all collasped when Warne came on. Lost by 10 bloody runs cos I couldn’t handle Michael Clarke’s off spin!
This was my third go. I shall play again and win god-dammit after I have dispensed medication (yes I’m at work and getting paid for this).

Since you are Gardener in Chief, Liv; why not issue a decree than no budlias are allowed to incur more than 6 inches into the crud court… for er purely aesthetic reasons. I’ll even buy some shears if you like

I just don’t like paleness (my own paleness) unless it’s perfect English rose maid marrian cream. I don’t think it’s an English thing though, it’s a paleness thing. Pale fat hairy European men are in a league of their own in terms of the eugh! factor. I think you’re tanned enough Dodman: Liv and I are the ones who have to be careful not to get too fat, hairy and pale. Tan and Jul have foreign type skin anyway. Grrr…

While I would like to say that this is purest compost I must confess that I have barely considered a English woman desireable in years…
and so, Dodman, in our wisdom, we (that is you and I) have rather more pleasing to the eye foreign types filling up the gap on the other side of the bed. Three cheers for us and backslaps all round.