Just come back from a great day at Wimbledon, courtesy of Pernod Ricard, owners of Jacob’s Creek. A merry band was gathered, including Decanter editor Guy Woodward, Harpers editor Richard Siddle, and Dan Jago of Tesco. We were lucky enough to be on centre court to see the mens’ semi-finals.
First up was Jo-Wilfried Tsonga against Novak Djokovic. Tsonga entertained, but was too inconsistent, and was soundly beaten, despite some fierce groundstrokes.
The royal box contained quite a few celebs, and we had fun with Siddle’s binoculars trying to spot them. In the picture below, I can make out a few: Michael Parkinson, David Frost, Ian Poulter, Gary Player, Ernie Els, Katherine Jenkins and Denise Lewis.
Then the eagerly anticipated match between Andrew Murray and Rafael Nadal. The first set was incredible: real high-intensity tennins, and Murray was playing out of his skin. Then, early on in the second set, he seemed to lose it. Unforced errors crept into his game. He looked like he didn’t think he could win it. Nadal, a machine of a tennis player, just carried on as before, and in the end ran out easy winner, despite a semblance of a late rally from Murray.
After the day’s play, a treat. A glass of an incredible Tawny from 1947, from the Barossa Valley. This is an era when fortifieds would have been the bulk of the region’s production, and some 60 years on this is a beautifully concentrated, complex wine with lovely intense acidity.