Batting warm-ups are great. We're two down and there's no chance I'll be bowling anytime soon. I head down early again to get a net in before we start to warm-up properly. Over to Nelson Park to get on the bowling machine and I had a really good 'net'. Started with some full stuff, which wasn't really going to help me if I get a bat today as they're not going to bowl full to me, then moved onto some shorter stuff. That's more like it. Felt pretty good, the feet were working and I was seeing it okay. It's always a lot different out in the middle though.

Watching Timmy Mac bat yesterday was just brilliant. Watching him bat today was even better. He was like a barnacle on the bottom of a ship, he just would not budge. No matter what the Windies threw at him they just couldn't faze him - just couldn't get to him. All day he just dead-batted the good balls, ducked the short balls he didn't want to hook and stroked the fuller ones where he wanted. He looked great and fully deserved this, his first, Test match hundred.

Jesse Ryder, again, hit the ball like nobody else can. He is one serious player and stroked his way to a pretty 57. We sit back in the changing room watching him bat with awe just wishing we could have as much time as he seems to have.

Today was a very special day for Dan, but it seems to have slipped by without too much of a mention. He joined an exclusive club: 200 Test wickets and 3000 Test runs. It was a pity more wasn't made of it as this is one amazing club to be a part of. From me, congrats Dan. Amazing!

It was my turn to bat and guess who was bowling? I had a quick chat with Fidel this morning congratulating him on his 100 Test wickets which he completed yesterday afternoon. A quick chat and a laugh and a "I know what you'll be bowling to me when I bat" thought skirted through my mind. And I wasn't wrong. First ball - a bouncer - and I start to get under it, it grazes my shoulder and takes a bit of my helmet and heads down to fine-leg. Jeetan and I come back for two. Maybe I was a little silly coming back for the second, although I'm not backing down from this 'fight'. Next ball, bouncer, I duck this one better, it sails over my head. Third ball, another bouncer, and I swayed this one as it was a touch wider. Actually starting to feel quite good, I was picking the ball up early, even in the gloomy light, and felt sure in getting out of the way of the short stuff.

Fourth ball, I was expecting this one to be full and almost set up for a drive; Iain, don't premeditate, it only gets you into trouble! It wasn't full, another short one, and a late duck gets me under it quite safely in the end. Last ball of the over, this one has to be full. It was, thudding into my pads. I felt it was heading down and was surprised they referred the 'not out' decision. Third umpire agreed, not out.

For the first time in a while I ended up with a not-out. These are, normally, good for the average, that's when you get runs that is. My nought not-out does nothing for the average but I do take confidence from innings like that every time a short ball passes me by without leaving an impression.

I was given the new ball. And it didn't go very well at all. Four overs for 33 is not how you want to start an innings. But that is what I've gone and done. I've bowled a touch too short and gave Chattergoon too much width. That's the consistency that I just can't keep for the whole match. It's a learning lesson though, and straight after the day's play I chatted to a couple of guys, got some feedback and will go into tomorrow with a target to get those figures back in my favour. And maybe, just maybe, four wickets; but I won't get ahead of myself there though!