Never hurry a Murray

Yes folks Wimbledon has arrived once again and the nation will suddenly take an avid interest in tennis!

There are a few certainties this year:

a. It will rain

b. Maria Sharapova will scream even louder

c. By the first weekend, the headlines will be "what's wrong with British tennis?"

d. Virginia Wade will be wheeled out once again to give her refined commentary on the 'ladies'

Well, where I work, there is certainly nothing wrong with tennis. Around 800 children benefit from coaching and enjoy playing the game.

No, the answer lies in c and d above where the media (and armchair) perception is that we must produce 'champions' - and of the course the intransigent middle class image of 'whites' and 'jolly good shot' (sorry Virginia you say it every year).

As for Andy, well I reckon this wont be his year. But he will entertain, that's a certainty, and that's what sport is all about.

Enjoy your strawberries.

Andy's On A Role

Just watched Andy Murray being felled half a dozen times in the Artois Championship - but still emerging as winner!

The match was played at London Queen's Club Ice Rink - hence the reason for Andy (one of the best movers in tennis) being poleaxed on so many occasions. Despite injuries to his thumb, neck and groin, he came back for more. We breed them tough up here in the heather.

Judging by the rather muted applause which greeted his fine victory, it is apparent that Andy's entertainment qualities (including some subtle histrionics) are not yet universally appreciated.

I am off to play on clay (in a cloud of dust). When oh when is the rain going to spread north.