Durham v Surrey, Yorkshire v Sussex, and more: county cricket day two – live

The lesser-spotted Mark Wood has been spotted bowling on the outfield at CLS at lunch. England will want to take him to Australia if his poor put upon body can endure one last wrestle Down Under.

Hoppsy’s rhapsody in a B nest:

“What a dreadful slower ball,“ was the first impression as Ben Raine sought the final Surrey wicket. But a filthy full toss did the trick as Jordan Clark was last out, at long off, for a muscular 82 from 76 balls, leaving Surrey with an imposing first innings lead of 169.

It feels like a match-winning advantage for the Championship leaders and they will anticipate considerable inroads into Durham’s second innings in the last two sessions. Raine sneaked in for a five-fer, but it was Clark who dominated the morning. Talk of Surrey conveniently brings us to their head of groundstaff, Lee Fortis, and his spat at the Kia Oval yesterday with the India coach, Gautam Gambhir. Both men are not exactly averse to picking a fight. Indeed, Gambhir’s political career as a BJP MP in Delhi came to grief last year soon after a public altercation with an influential party member. “Keep your tanks off my lawn” was essentially the message to Gambhir on both occasions. In other news, the aforementioned bee man has just arrived. I might have nightmares about what is to follow. So, too, could Durham.

And just as the sandwiches arrive in the press box, Imam-ul-Haq nudges Carson to first slip for a pretty 19. That’s lunch here and around the grounds, scores to follow.

In Division Two:

At Old Trafford, Glamorgan were prised out for 261, Green six for 82. Lancs are now nine for one, after Wells was sent on his way by Fernanado for two.

Happy-Sad Tom Scriven was lbw for 99 in Leicestershire’s 471, Parky seven for 137. Kent are, at this second of typing, an anything-is-possible 0-0.

Northants are 41 for one, after Chahal finished with six wickets and Derbyshire 377 all out.

And no play yet at Cheltenham, which is bad news for the festival after a small crowd yesterday.

Off goes Finlay Bean, in comes Imam-ul-Haq, for his first match for Yorkshire. Uncle Inzamam also made his Yorkshire debut here, in 2007, during a disastrous spell at the club – three matches, four innings, 89 runs. It was, I’m told, a freezing day in August, so cold that the Yorkshire Post’s Chris Waters had to buy a fleece from the on-ground shop. Inzamam was standing at slip wearing four jumpers, wondering what on earth he’d signed up for.

Jim with a flamboyant flourish.

Hampshire are chugging along at New Road, though Gubbins and Tilak went cheaply to Allison and Taylor, Hants 186 for four.

And a huge cheer here at Scarborough as a young boy perched on the front row of the wooden benches catches a huge six off Bean, with no fuss at all.

The end of two centurions – James Rew, rather marooned this morning, caught for 166 – Somerset 361 for seven – and Tom Westley who gives leg slip catching practice for 148 – Essex 416 for five.

Gary Naylor’s eagle-eyed overview, for those who missed it yesterday.

In fact here is Hoppsy live from CLS his front room:

Bumble is on comms on the Durham feed which makes up for the fact that I can’t sit in the sun at Banks Home Riverside. And Durham have taken their first wicket after half an hour. Codi Yusuf, with his second ball of the morning, swung one back and Dan Lawrence, falling over a little, picked out one of two short midwickets: a trap well laid by Durham’s skipper Alex Lees. Lawrence, out for 88, had looked in mint form again. Six down, Surrey lead by 56 on a pitch that remains lively and is producing some compelling cricket.

Surrey, hoping to build up a hearty points lead at the top of the table after this match at Chester le Street, have lost Dan Lawrence for 88, a second wicket for Codi Yusuf. The lead is already threatening – 70, with plenty of firepower to come.

Detained by the lovely people from St Catherine’s hospice, based two miles above Scarborough, up in the hills with a view of the sea. It costs £6.2 million a year to run, only a third of which comes from the government. They are also gold awarded for their care of veterans – Scarborough is home to a fair few, those who retire here and those who find themselves here after their service has ended.

A possible bat-grass-boot chance at slip, but survived, and Yorkshire are 11-0. Let’s look around the grounds.

And Yorkshire get their man at last, a smart sliding catch by Duke to send Lamb on his way for a team face-saving 48. Sussex 222 all out, a last wicket stand of 72.

Somerset start as they did yesterday, by losing an early wicket – Jack Leach heaving lustily at Dillon Pennington.

On go the players – with particularly energetic galloping by Yorkshire wicketkeeper Harry Duke, whose long blond hair swings past his shoulders. Yorkshire will not be keen for this tenth-wicket partnership to become a bigger irritation than it already is.

I think we’ve been here before:

And from our not-so-roving correspondent, David Hopps.

Whiling away the hours watching Championship cricket in your dotage sounds so easy. In principle. It isn’t. Stuff happens. Today I’ve fallen foul of a somewhat inflexible Bee’s Nest remover who works on the emphatic Yorkshire principle that “someone will be at home all afternoon” means any time from noon sharp, rather than any of your soft-headed Southern-influenced ideas that the afternoon actually starts around 1pm, the time when my wife will be back home from a dog-walking social in some local gardens where the hours of attendance appear to be equally non-negotiable.

Sod’s Law will now invariably apply and he will pitch up around 3pm, if he pitches up at all, to reassert well-honed arguments about why Guardian-style ideas about saving the bees are thoroughly impractical and how the honeycomb is now so large that the ceiling could collapse by close of play. While all this is going on, I’m going to pass the time watching a bit of Durham vs Surrey where Surrey, 29 ahead with five wickets left and Dan Lawrence in inspired mood, look well positioned to take another step towards the title. Unless, of course, as befits my day, there is a sting in the tail…