“Thank you so much, my darling,” I say, as Seb pulls over outside my Office this morning. My darling boy has driven me to work on his way back to the other side of the country. “That’s quite alright, my lovely,” Seb says, smiling at me, his turquoise eyes bright. “Not just for driving me […]
“If he wins, Andy and Kim will have to call the baby Davis,” I say to Seb. We’re in the nest in front of the television, and Andy is leading David Goffin 6 – 3, 7 – 5, 5 – 3. Kim Murray is due to give birth in February. “Or David,” Seb says, as […]
“Have set off,” Seb’s message comes through at 11.13am, “but will be after lunch arrival. A while after. Sorry xxx.” “That’s OK my love,” I reply, on my return from a bike ride with Dad. “The doubles starts at 2pm. I go back to flat to prepare for it.” Andy and Jamie Murray must win […]
“You can tell by his game that he’s worried: just the way he’s hitting the ball, the errors he’s making,” the commentator says. David Goffin, the world number 16, is a set and a break down to Kyle Edmund, the British twenty year old ranked 100 in the world. “He should be strutting around there […]
“Where are you, lovely? xxx” Seb’s message comes through at 4.59pm. “At the parentals,” I reply. The phone rings. “That’ll be my boyfriend,” I say, reaching for it. “Hello?” I say. “Hello my lovely,” Seb says. “How are you darling?” I say, feeling happy to hear his voice. “I seem to have flooded […]
“As I sat in my place, listening to the speeches, a very strong sense of calm came over me, after the intense passions and excitements of the last few days. I felt a serenity of mind and was conscious of a kind of uplifted detachment from human and personal affairs. The glory of Old England, […]
“So, did you get your project in on time?” I ask Seb when he calls last night. “Yes,” he says. “It’s not my best work though. And I didn’t realise till an hour before that we were going to have to do a presentation as well and…” “You’re good at those,” I say, chopping a […]
“Your skin looks terrible,” the panther says. He’s draped over my desk at the office. “It will heal, eventually,” I tell him. “Seb will be appalled when he sees you,” the panther says, fixing me with his amber stare. “You must have put on another half a stone since you last saw him, you’ve got […]
Some good things: 1. Met the Keeshond in the attached photo today. He’s adorable. 2. Have trial walk with him on Wednesday or Thursday. 3. It’s the Davis Cup final next weekend. 4. Whilst the heating has broken at the parentals, am at the flat where it is warm. 5. Enjoyed some cuddles with the […]
“I’m not going to write a blog about this match if there isn’t anything to say,” I say to the parentals. Thirteen minutes into the first semi-final and Novak is leading Rafa 3 – 0. “What do you mean?” Dad says, looking up from his Financial Times. “Well if Novak just wins 6 – […]
Scars, Tears and Training Bras 