Sun. Sweat. Sport. Happy Australia Day!

So here’s another great blog hop from the ‘Coastal Romance’ Facebook group… leading up to a celebration of Australia Day. Lots of wonderful posts from some great Australian writers – you can catch up with any you may have missed by clicking here. Don’t forget to call in every day and visit the blogs, leave a comment, enter the rafflecopter for the fabulous gift basket.
$100 and 26 e-books (some print) from our generous authors Drawn Australia Day.

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So, I can’t share a coastal Australia Day memory with you, so instead, in the theme of my new sporty contemporary romance, Fairway To Heaven, I’m going to share a sporty Australia Day memory instead.

It takes place at the cricket, in about 2005, where Australia played the West Indies at the Adelaide Oval in the traditional Australia Day holiday one-day international cricket match.

Now the match itself was a bit of a fizzer. The Aussies won easily, and I can’t remember much about who scored the runs or who took the wickets.

What I do remember, is that it must have been about 40 degrees in Adelaide that day. It was an absolute stinker-dry, eye-ball searing heat, of the variety only Adelaide can produce.

Hubby and I went to the cricket with mates. We’d had the tickets booked for months. About 12 of us sat in a row in the sun, on bucket seats that stuck to the backs of our thighs, in sunscreen and hats, and the least amount of clothing decently possible. We sweated. We sweltered. Sunscreen dripped from us. We drank buckets of water, (even the boys didn’t feel like drinking beer in that heat) and I don’t think any of us went to the toilet once, even with all this liquid replacement going on.

It was the most uncomfortable day of my life, and yet, absolutely memorable because of it. Not only did we have cricket to watch, but the Australian Open Tennis was on at the same time with South Australia’s own – Alicia Molik and Lleyton Hewitt engaged in games on Australia Day. The scoreboard and the broadcasters kept telling the crowd what was happening at the tennis. Again, my memory is a little hazy. I think Alicia battled hard (like a good Aussie under-dog) but lost. 2005 was the year Lleyton Hewitt made the final (and lost it against Marat Safin), so I know Lleyton won his game.

The crowd went as wild for tennis announcements as it did for a wicket, or a six, or a four.

That’s me. That’s Australia Day. Summer. Sport. Heat. And I’m happy that way!

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If you navigate back to the top of this page – you can go to the rafflecopter to make more entries in the major prize draw. Here at my blog, I’ve got an e-copy of Fairway To Heaven to give away. To win it, tell me in the comments who is the most famous sportsperson that you’ve ever seen ‘in the flesh’… Like me on Facebook, or follow me on Twitter to win a copy of The Goodbye Ride, too!

To learn more about Fairway To Heaven, take a look at the ‘My Books’ section on my blog. Fairway was released on January 8. It’s a summer book set on the glorious white-pepper sands of Busselton, and it’s about golf – just not as you know it. 

Fairway To Heaven is at Amazon for Kindle and on Smashwords which has all sorts of formats for e-readers.

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