I fenced. It was fun. It feels really homely, walking into a random club and just saying hi to people and getting on with it. I won the one-hit competition. The rules were that the loser of each bout had to say "That was a bombe diggidy skidt hit" to the winner, which left me no option - I couldn't pronounce it, so I had to win. This is somewhat in contrast to another recent club competition where I was in considerable danger of winning a teapot, and took pains to lose.
Best thing heard on the radio for a while: In an advert. "Freeway! It's that thing you're speeding on."