I met Midnight in Sri Lanka in 2007 when I was on a long solo trip around the world conveniently incorporating the overseas cricket tours …
A page we hoped we’d never have to write. We’re absolutely devastated at the sad passing of Alan Wolstencroft aka Midnight, the person everyone associated with the Addis. He followed England absolutely everywhere and his tour diaries were legendary. He was often grumpy, some would say a cross between Victor Meldrew and Bob Willis, but it’s what we all loved about him. Gutted doesn’t even come close to how we are all feeling right now, but this is a page in dedication to an absolutely brilliant person who will be sorely missed, but never forgotten.
Tributes to Midnight
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I write this message on the evening following the final day washout at Midnight’s beloved Old Trafford. I so badly want to read Midnight’s diary …
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Awful news. Spent the afternoon and evening drinking to the memory of a good cricket friend and quizmaster extraordinaire who was found dead today and …
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It’s December 22nd 2004, Heathrow Airport, and SP and I are queueing at the Ethiopian Airlines Check-In Desk, looking around to see if any other …
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Off on the train from Cape Town we all set, we’d been told the train went direct to Stellenbosch, turned out the train we caught …
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Midnight (never really knew his real name) … so many memories (only a few bad!). When we didn’t meet him at Leeds this week I …