Showing posts with label Wimbledon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wimbledon. Show all posts
Sunday, 7 July 2013
The Jock v The Djok
Well, that's the first set down. I now know why they have a clear day between matches at Wimbledon. It's nothing to do with the players resting; it's so the fans can salvage some vestige of sanity and grow some new nails to bite. At least if Andy Murray wins we may finally stop hearing about Fred Perry or Bunny Casserole or whoever the last British male was to win. Come on Andy!
Labels:
Andy Murray,
Djokovic,
Fred Perry,
tennis,
Wimbledon
Friday, 5 July 2013
Friday Night Entertainment in North Walsham
Have been so engrossed in watching the tennis that it didn't register that I hadn't seen Bryn (aged 8) for a while. I presume he is out in the garden playing football and not outside Lidl drinking WKD.
Anyone for tennis?
I don't know about strawberries and cream with Pimms at Wimbledon; I for one shall be needing valium to get through another Andy Murray match.
Labels:
Andy Murray,
tennis,
Wimbledon
Location:
Western Europe
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