Diary of an Edinburgher

By LadyMarchmont

Uncle A visits

A lazy morning... Uncle A came for lunch, then an afternoon of tennis for me. JR and Archie are not so interested in tennis, so they went out for a walk. Apparently he found a Really Good Stick.

Uncle A had a tug of war with Archie and his ‘roadkill’ toy. Archie won. Uncle A did not have laces on his shoes, he had velcro fastenings this time. No bother for Archie - he could open them, and they made a nice ripping noise.

Shame about Andy, but I must say, I enjoy seeing these new young folk winning games - makes it more interesting than the same old faces. But who is that bloke in the black stetson who sits in the same place in everybody’s team benches in Centre Court?

EDIT: I know who he is!

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