The news from Brandesburton's AGM is that the cricket team will have no second team this year, so I doubt I'll get to do much. In theory, the provision of an evening team should provide a few chances, but that tends to be the night of the week I'm fencing. Maybe if I call it 'concentrating on my swordplay' I can make it sound like a good thing.
I'm getting on with the sequel to the ghostwritten thing, and have discovered that, although I know plenty of interesting, long, and otherwise complicated words, I tend not to use them when I'm writing.
For my own WIP, I have finally done something I believed impossible in the context of my writing, and produced an opening paragraph I am actually happy with. That tends to be one of the parts I find particularly awkward, and end up largely ignoring, in an 'if I keep going back to the first paragraph I'll never get anything done' way.
For Thursday's fencing (and the traditional pre Easter break messing around) I suggested a wrong-hand fencing tournament. Perhaps this was some sort of clairvoyant moment, because currently, the shoulder of my dominant arm is aching and largely immobile.