Definitely not camera envy

An extremely tiring day out. I caught the 0755 train to St Pancras where I met a friend who'd come up from Cornwall on the sleeper. Instead of using the underground to Wimbledon we caught a dedicated bus and grabbed the front seats upstairs, which we rather regretted as soon as we set off for nearly an hour and a half's hair-raising trip through central London. I'm not surprised so many cyclists are killed or injured.

Centre court tickets with anticipated matches from Djokovic followed by Federer but both their opponents defaulted after a set and a bit, so a ruined day's tennis.

Another slightly less hair-raising trip back to St Pancras, train home and a kind JJ there to pick me up just after 10 p.m.