Tennis the Menace

The plan today was to leave work, ahem, very “on time” and to head down the road here in Wimbledon to the tennis... [They owe me a lot of time, you know.] Well, it was not to be.

At this time of year the weather in our postcode is forecast three times a day, but that can't prevent what the locals regard as utterly inevitable during Wimbledon fortnight—rain. Until last Saturday we'd had a run of excellent weather but nobody was surprised when, presumably in a warm-up match, we had a deluge on Saturday.

Tomorrow there is little hope of an early escape, but with all that extra tennis they have to squeeze in, we'll definitely be most amenable after work. Whether the weather, though...