Day 16

Last night I had “some” beer and only had a chicken leg to eat so of course I missed breakfast - in fact, I only just made lunch!!!

We stayed in the hotel and went to the restaurant where Joss had a stuffed chicken meal whereas I felt I needed something stodgy so went for a 4 cheese pizza.


I’m glad I picked pizza because I could use my hands as I couldn’t get to grips with the knife where the handle wasn’t aligned flat with the blade.





And god knows what this knife is for? 





In the afternoon we packed , unpacked and packed again to ensure that we were safe under the baggage weight limit.


We left at 4:45 for the last T20 and it was very busy despite England having already won the series.


We won the toss for the third time in a row and this time decided to bat.


This looked like a woeful decision as we slumped to 128 - mainly due to Curran getting a 50.






I drowned my sorrows as Sril Lanka got off to a fast start.


My mood was made worse by locals pushing in front of me at the hot dog stand until I’d had enough and just barged to the front.


Well if you’re not going to queue, neither am I.


Again, though, back at the game, once the spinners came on the match started to turn.


Unbelievably as the pressure mounted, Sri Lanka fell apart and England won by 12 runs.






We win 3-0


Get in.




The drive home was looooong, made longer by a northern woman constantly talking - I reckon she said more word on that journey than I have the whole holiday.


One of her gems was that all the policemen in the road were so dark she was surprised they didn’t get run over.


I’m prepared to give her the benefit of the doubt in that she meant it was because they were wearing brown, not because they were brown….


Still, back at the hotel for 11:30 (our earliest return) means we can get some decent sleep ready for the long journey home.

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