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It's been an extraordinary couple of days since I arrived .

Thursday morning began with a pleasant interview with batsman Ravi Bopara in the serene garden of the opulent team hotel. Fifteen minutes later I was , looking across six chaotic lanes of cars, tuk tuks, vans and buses, at an astonishing line of men all waiting to buy tickets to see India take on England in the World Cup.
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I negotiated the traffic to cross the road and began speaking to the people in the queue, which snaked around the perimeter of the stadium. Some had been waiting in line since 4am; those nearer the front of the queue had pitched up the night before.

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