I've caught sunstroke by stealth, after being outside all day in overcast weather. Those rays penetrate cumulonimbus like billy-o.
I went to review a village cricket match for a cricket magazine, in Redbourn (Herts.) A road runs through the ground, and if the ball hits a car driving along it, the batsman scores a 4. There was much amusement, which I can't remember at the moment. That's the ephemeral nature of cricket, I guess.
Currently distracted by the last few minutes of Tomorrow Never Dies. Ludicrous.


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