This summer, my seven-year-old son fell in love with cricket.
Ignited by a trip to the glitzy Hundred competition in Birmingham, fuelled by trips to our local club for training sessions and fanned by a cricket-mad dad, we are now playing daily wherever we find ourselves.
Windswept parks, sandy beaches, corridors and garage walls are our stadiums. Walls, bins, swings and his little sister the fielders to avoid.
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