Sporty Weekend

As earlier mentioned we had quite a busy weekend, mainly as Alistair was in a tennis tournament (a younger "AS" instead of his mother!). We stayed and watched for the first day. Not the world's greatest pleasure in fact since Alistair was playing pretty crappily, admittedly not having played for a while, and regrettably was showing his chagrin rather too much, particularly when trounced by a girl hardly to his shoulder height.

He did get to play on the Sunday but we didn't stay, both in case we were putting him off and to prevent us seeing him displaying a face rather less appealing than Henman when he, poor soul, so regularly gets knocked out these days.

So Alice dragged me, kicking and screaming naturally, to that horror of horrors shopping. However it wasn't too bad, we got a couple of small safes, numerous gifts for Alice to hand out at the many farewell lunches which she will be attending with her Japanese tennis friends, which are a shade early to accommodate the fact that many of them will shortly vanish back to Japan on holiday. We also found cold weather clothing stores and so can ensure that Alistair will be able to cope in a winter that he has not seen for ten years!

But then the most marvellous phone call arrived from the coach and tournament organiser, Alistair had not only won the Silver grade, but had beaten his opponent by going from 6-3 down to 6-8 up. So we rushed back for the trophy presentation and decided that we would keep him after all!