@melindafarrell It’s underestimated how much the BBL has diluted crickets product. Last two years, intl summer has ended approx 10 Jan (Sydney test).
Summers gone the tri series would commence, absorbed by inferior product, BBL. List A off broadway, see CA retreating from their time to shine.
Is there any stats on the number of times Marnus has been out after a break in play, lunch/tea or drinks break.
It feels like it’s happened an incredible number of times #Ashes
If you see someone being bullied for having Down Syndrome. I hope you all would step in.
In a powerful and moving display of true leadership, the President of North Macedonia, Stevo Pendarovski, took a direct stand against bullying when he learned that an 11-year-old girl named Embla, who has Down syndrome, was being mistreated by her peers. Instead of simply issuing a statement, he personally visited her family's home, took her by the hand, and walked with her all the way to school. This simple yet profound act sent a clear and undeniable message to the entire community: that every child deserves to be treated with respect, dignity, and inclusion. It was a beautiful lesson in compassion, demonstrating that true leadership is not about power, but about protecting the vulnerable and using your influence to create a kinder, more accepting world for everyone.
Alzheimer’s dims my memories, but pink brings them back. I’m Eleanor, 87, and some days I can’t recall my husband’s name, even though we’ve shared six decades together. Walter found a way to help—not with medicine, but with color. Pink has always been my favorite, so he dyed his hair blush, bought rose-colored shirts, even painted the handle of his old cane. Now, when my mind feels foggy, that bright pink reminds me of him before the words return. “It’s you,” I whisper, and he smiles like it’s the first time we’ve met all over again. Neighbors laugh gently at his bubblegum socks, but they know what it means. Pink is our lifeline, a thread linking me to the love I sometimes lose. Walter wears it every day to remind me: you’re never alone, not even in forgetting.