Wimbledon and dressing up
A quick blog post before I retire to bed, tired from a busy day.
Fiona and I were off to Wimbledon, courtesy of Beaujolais. It's the first time I've been, and it was exciting - since my childhood, it has been the one tennis tournament that we've watched avidly every June/July. It's wonderful that in this modern world there's still a major tennis event being played on grass.
We took the train from Strawberry Hill and walked up from Wimbledon station, through pretty Wimbledon village. Fiona used to live round here, and it's a really attractive area.
We had a lovely lunch, washed down with Beaujolais, including Jean Foillard's wonderful 2007 Cotes de Py Morgon, and a 2007 Domaine des Nuges Fleurie (recently stocked by Majestic - a really solid wine). Then it was time for the tennis.
Live, the court seems more compact than it does on TV. And the ball seems to be hit a bit harder. First match was Davydenko getting thrashed by Berdych - a case of one player's game not being suited to grass. Then we saw the conclusion of the Haas vs. Cilic game, which was hard fought. Finally, some female action: a bit of a surprise as Kusnetsova was dumped out by the young German girl Lisicki. And then we had to leave. It was a really enjoyable day, but we had to get back for a party.
One of our friends was turning 40, and had invited us to a fancy dress do at Orleans Park House in Twickenham. I hate dressing up, but it turned out to be a good craic, and even though I was wearing tight lycra and Fiona was dressed as some kind of mutant leprechaun, we had a fun evening. We drank Prosecco.