“Right, I’m out of the door and on my way,” the message comes through from Seb at 4.04pm. “Can’t imagine it will take me more than two and a half hours. So: 6.30pm I reckon. I’m training it. Don’t feel like driving. See you soon xxx.” “See you soon darling,” I reply. “Please ring doorbell/ […]
And now from the clay courts of Roland Garros to the real action: the Friday Morning Veteran Ladies’ Doubles match at Mum’s grass court tennis club. Well: it’s AstroTurf rather than real grass, but here we are, with the ladies Dressed Properly in white dresses and white trainers and…hang on a minute…one of them is […]
Scars, Tears and Training Bras 