Early and Personal Life
Michael Vaughan is younger son of Graham and Dee Vaughan, and the great-grandson of a sister of early 20th century Lancashire and England cricketers Johnny Tyldesley and Ernest Tyldesley. The family moved to Sheffield, South Yorkshire when he was nine. His father, an engineer, had captained the Worsley third XI, and Vaughan says "My first memory of cricket is when I was 10 years old, hitting balls on the boundary while my dad was playing for Worsley in the Manchester Association League." However, it was his brother David (currently working as an estate agent), older by two years, who got him into the game.
He attended Silverdale School, and was enthusiastic about football, later reflecting, "I'd have probably preferred to be a footballer if I could have been good enough. But my knees would never have lasted." Despite his many commitments, he has been a regular supporter of Sheffield Wednesday. He started playing cricket for the school side and it was here he first caught the eye of Doug Padgett, the Yorkshire coach. He also started playing club cricket for Sheffield Collegiate Cricket Club at Abbeydale Park in Sheffield.
Vaughan lives with his wife Nichola (née Shannon), whom he married on 27 September 2003, and their three children, Tallula Grace (born June 2004), Archie Matthew (born December 2005), and Jemima (born May 2010), in Baslow, Derbyshire.
In 2006 Vaughan bought a house valued at £1million on a luxury golf course development in Barbados and another on Isla Margarita.
In 2012, Vaughan carried the Olympic Torch through Hillingdon for the London Olympic Games on July 24th.
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