Work hard at Pilates this morning.
The sunflowers 🌻 and sweet peas are flowering:
It has been raining on and off all day.
We watch Chris Evert vs Martina Navratilova in the 1978 Wimbledon Final. As well as the white balls and wooden rackets 🏸, we notice how quiet and well behaved the crowd are. There’s no shouting, banners or flags. The quality of commentating is so much better than it is now: Dan Maskell and the others describe what is happening on the Court without irrelevant asides.
Fluffball comes in and I give him his supper but he tells Mum that he hasn’t been fed. He is not a very truthful person.
Now we are going to watch Venus vs Lindsay Davenport. Am on the grey sofa and the panther lies next to me, resting his heavy head on my purple blanket.
Happy Tuesday everyone!
*2013. By Elizabeth Flynn. A D I Costello mystery set at Wimbledon.
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