Having thought it was a fab idea to go to Wimbledon one night this week for returns, I’m now completely off the idea. I was watching on TV last night and they showed a shot of the queue for return tickets, and at 7.30 it was still at least 150 people long!
I don’t fancy trekking all the way to Wimbledon only to have to stand in line and then come home again without seeing any tennis.
Instead we must all remember to enter the ballet this autumn for next year!
(Note: incase you missed it, the last line should have read "ballot", not ballet.) Oh, bless her little cotton socks for making me laugh so! Oh, the idea of she and I prancing around stage in little ballet costumes!
This is Lisa attempting to plunge to her end in the Peak District over Easter this year. Fortunately I talked her out of it, and she's still around to do wonderful things such as be my 10K manager and plan future trips to Wimbledon...
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