Mostly as a nod to what day of the week it is, I have fallen into the habit of wearing my red Charlton Athletic shirt every Saturday. The thing is, I don’t actually pay much attention to football. It isn’t usually a problem, but I was out and about this afternoon when, several times, people came up to me and asked me what I thought of the football result. Of course I had no idea: all I could do in reply was smile and pretend to chuckle. (Charlton lost to Reading, apparently). It was rather embarrassing to be honest. The irony is, I spent much of today trying to find Lord’s to watch the cricket. I suppose it will teach me not to wear this shirt on Saturdays.