Dressed in cricket whites, resplendent in team blazer and cap he read his own poems (some with a cricket theme) and also lyrics from Roxy Music and Amy Winehouse, Martin shouted himself hoarse and also managed a magnificent catch from the crowd. Being rather more of a showman than many other plinthers he drew a decent audience and admirers.
All good fun. The rest of my pics are on Flickr. They’re still accepting applications… I could be tempted.