When I saw that Michael Slater's 'blood on your hands' sledge of the Prime Minister was sent from his hideout in the Maldives I couldn't help thinking, 'gee, it's alright for some.'
After all, if you are going to complain about being stuck somewhere after escaping a raging pandemic, there aren't too many better places to be stranded than one of the world's most exclusive holiday destinations.
And it's going to get even better for Michael too because a whole heap of his mates are about to join him.
News that Cricket Australia is frantically arranging flights out of India for its contracted players whose cash grab in the Indian Premier League has been inconveniently cut short by coronavirus, will no doubt have been music to the ears of poor old Slats.