This was a hugely enjoyable read, a dose of Australian sunshine and mordant wit, a fantastic combination. If, like me, you grew up with TMS burbling in the background, the sound of summers past was Arlott, Johnners and Aggers, and your school girl crush was Mike Brearley, you'll spend a pleasurable few hours in the company of Stuart and Dave tottering around the great Australian cricket grounds. You don't have to be a massive cricket fan to enjoy this book, a nodding acquaintance with the game will suffice. The joy of reading this is that the authors are clearly passionate about the subject, not nerdy, statistic-munching geeks, but sociable, observant, hilarious, gloriously witty and communicative. If you ever enjoyed reading Barry Norman, Clive James or Bill Bryson, you will know each wears his expertise lightly but has real zest for sharing their knowledge and experience. David Alexander and Stuart Croll certainly have the same dazzling linguistic flair that made me want to keep dipping into the book for the next city, the next match. This is Fever Pitch for cricket fans, for australophiles and anyone who enjoys a good laugh. Agreeing with a previous reviewer, it could do with a wee edit, and the designer should be beaten with a middle stump, but there is so much to love about this.