There was a time when almost all of my summer memories were about cricket. There was one year in my early teens where I watched at least some of every day of first class cricket at Eden Park – even getting the bus there straight from school to catch the post tea session later in the year. While I still retain an interest in the game (particularly in those rare periods when New Zealand is doing well) I rarely go to a match these days.
This February’s test against India at the Basin Reserve was the first time I had been to a game live for several years. It was also a chance to experiment with my new camera – my first DSLR – which I had only had for about six weeks at this point