Bye everybody. After a cricketless day in the office, I'm off to sit in the sunshine with a book and
TMS (Test Match Special) chuntering on in the background. It's no
OBO, but there's something blissful about the sounds of cricket interspersed with nice-but-dim commentators, especially when they enthuse over the cakes sent in by fans, if that hasn't been stopped by the fear of poisoning.
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