Played cricket again at lunch time. Found out i'm quite the bowler, definately not the batsman and quite frankly, you'd be mad to let me play as a fielder. Bowling is the thing for me. We only play with a tennis ball and a faux cricket bat, i say faux, it's actually a piece of wood shaped a bit like a cricket bat, fashioned by one of the little 'cherubs' whom my job is created for and by. Whatever it is and whatever that might mean, i care not a jot. It hits balls and does the trick which is good enough for us.
As stumps we have one of the cardboard bins into which we civil servants put confidential information. I'd be surprised if they ever envisaged cricket stumps as a future use for them. Just outside the fire exit from the office, in a grass and concrete area we civilian-civil servants use to relax outside. Kinda dull.
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