It was back to the ancient at the Home of Cricket. England confronting Australia, the oldest rivals in what to connoisseurs is not merely a game, but a way of life!
The magnificent rusty brick pavilion and multi-tier galleries around it were packed across the spectrum with white faces, with a smattering of Australian yellow and green jersies. The crowd was un-raucous, their applause polite and sporting. There were no sounds of subcontinental instruments, no dhoti and kurta, no frenzied nationalism, not a flag in sight, other than incongruously two Indian tricolours fluttering on the patio of an overlooking penthouse