Summer

I don't get tennis - it simply doesn't blow my hair back. I don't in any way resent the coverage it gets or anything like that but it simply doesn't happen for me. The last game I remember watching was the super-long men's final which I watched in a restaurant in Kuwait. But not being that interested in the central event doesn't stop me celebrating the other stuff - I take a similar view at Christmas - so with the sun out and some ironing done I decided to toast tennis with a glass of Pimms in the garden. I've also had strawberries but that was mainly because I'd forgotten them so I eat them rather than letting them go soggy.

Happy Wimbledon Day!