I was having a nap by the swimming pool and was awoken by this huge hand holding my wrist. I looked up and this gorilla-like shape had blocked out the sunlight. It was Freddie. 'It's alright, it's Freddie. I've never seen you quiet for so long David and I was just checking you still had a pulse,' Freddie told me.
I do genuinely feel like a father to them all. I've known them all, man and boy. Michael Vaughan rings me every week, Marcus Trescothick calls me a couple of times a week from his car, Ian Bell calls and Freddie Flintoff sends me texts. I then ring him back because I'm not up with text messaging. They all stay in touch.