Wimble-Bum

In an amazed tone of voice Mr Anna May said yesterday, “So you can stand up, then?”

He is referring to my Wimbledon fortnight position – when I am pretty much stuck to the sofa .So much so that he refers to the championships as ‘Wimble-bum’ because I spend so much of my time sat […]

Balls and Undertakers and Coconut Mushrooms

I’ll be up all night catching up on the work I didn’t do today because Wimbledon gobbled my time. The big tennis question of the day is has the club dumped the rule about players walking off the court together after a match? I have seen several losers stroppy walking to the dressing room ahead […]

Sad Bananas and Strops

Saw a photo of a sad Andy Murray leaving Wimbledon last night carrying all his gear; bags, bananas, racquets and dirty laundry. He’s only eleven and a half months away from trying again, so I hope he takes heart.

But – if he looked a bit less Napoleon Dynamite might that bring out his inner […]

Blisteringly Good

Yesterday ay Wimbledon I discovered another good reason to be a vegetarian. Sitting on Centre Court in searing sunlight without any shade I now know what a chicken in a hot oven would feel like. I know that makes limited sense because the roasting chicken would already be dead, but my brains got sunburnt yesterday […]

Bed Shoes

I am Wimbledonnning on Monday and spent some time today doing a dry run of getting out the front door on time. I hate to miss a minute of my favourite day of the year so I like to think ahead. Almost all is as it should be – my Coconut Mushrooms (refridgerated because of […]