  Weird thing happened, My old Vice-Principal rang me yesterday. Haven't spoken to him since leaving school all those years ago. In fact it could well have been many years before that when I spoke my last words to him. Lack of trouble and sporting interest kept us on different paths. Anyway he rings me and says his team is short cricket players and could I help. This is odd as I have never even watched a game of cricket let alone played one. Actually that isn't true, once I sort of looked at a cricket game in order to get to the cricket club's bar but I swear I didn't pay attention. Therefore I had to decline, when he asked was I sure that I couldn't play the game since he had a distinct memory of me playing on the team back in school. "Maybe you should try Jimmyman" I said "he plays" I offered wondering had he confused me with the poor bastard who had to deal with me for a friend me during our six years in secondary education.
"I know that" he sort of sounded like he thought I was speaking down to him "are you really sure you've never played?". "Positive, I don't even know how". In fact I don't even really remember what a criketball looks like but I didn't mention that at the time. So ended our conversation. Weird. Boring, yes - but still weird. 
