Game, Set and Match

Wimbledon offers everything that it is to be English. It conjures images of Strawberries and Cream, cups of Tea and of course....rain! Every year the word makes people think of vast audiences sat in sunglasses and hats enjoying the tennis and gorgeous British sunshine, when really we know that the more familiar scene is that of the ball-boys and girls running across the pitch with the covers as the heavens open. True to form, starting today, the grey skies are here and it's trying to raing. But with the World Cup reaching the quarter finals there is really no hope for getting anything done. The tv's on the new machines at the gym mean it's not too much to leave the house (as the Queen's tournament leading up to Wimbledon has shown to me) but any work on my dissertation....I wonder if it's too late to change my title and write about the effects of tennis on people's religious practice....hmmmm!