Spookier and spookier. Last Friday, my brother had a cycling accident in Marin County in San Francisco and was treated at the Sausalito Hospital receiving thirty facial stitches in return for the donation of three teeth. On Saturday, my brother-in-law taking time off from his day job as a mountaineering instructor fell off his mountain bike losing three teeth but, in a disappointedly non-competitive manner, only achieving fourteen facial stitches. I have been riding my Marin Sausalito bike with a little more caution as magical thinking implies that the butterfly effect should result in such calamities happening in three's...
Even spookier still. Bob Woolmer died of allegedly natural causes. The broken bone in his neck mysteriously healing after death and the betting patterns suggestive of insider trading on the Pakistan v Ireland match apparently have now ceased to exist. Once the Jamaican police leaked news of their abrupt about turn to Sky television last week, one had to expect that the investigating authorities were about to display a difficult relationship with the truth.
Anyway, the World Cup cricket authorities are happy as are the Pakistan team, the bookmakers, professional gamblers, the ICC, Scotland Yard and, most importantly, the Woolmer family.
I love happy endings...
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