I spent most of yesterday at work in a quiet frenzy at work because of the Cricket. I was so tense I could hardly concentrate on anything else but the Radio coverage on the internet all passed by obliviously by my Finnish work colleagues. Such are these times you truely feel like a fish out of the water and yesterday was the first time for a long time I truely wished I was in a pub in central London with a few friends not so quietly toasting the return of the ashes after 16 years. Strange how the cultural dividing line can become a sporting occasion which engulfs one nation and which I quietly shared as an expat by proxy in turns feeling sickness, relief and elation while the rest of the world around me passed by in ignorance.