Still have a pile of reviews to do and I will get round to them, promise, but hay fever attack today out of nowhere, not sure why, the pollen count was not high, resulting in endless sneezing which gets very tedious as well as tiring and resulting in headache. So, no posting tonight as I am just lolling here
watching Wimbledon and being bored to tears with the women's quarter finals which are irremediably boring and putting me in the right mood to go to bed. In fact, if I don't go soon I shall probably pass out on the sofa as watching them is acting on me like Mogadon. I suppose I am totally shattered by the tensions and sheer amazement at the spectacle yesterday of Murray roaring back from three match points against him to win his game against Gasquet in five sets. Enough has been written about this today without me putting my oar in (or should that be my racket?) but it was a quite astunning performance and one that I never thought I would see from a British player. Now, what will he do against Nadal....
So off to bed now with tea, tissues and vapour rub and hope I feel a bit better in the morning. I tell you, hay fever is just SO boring...
