Plan;
1. Drink large cup of strong black coffee as opposed to usual decaff. TICK
2. Scoff packet of yummy nuts. TICK.
3. Inspect pictures of Felciano Lopez ready for play-off against Andy Murray.
Hmm. Not bad. Not bad at all. 10/10. I little long in the hair department but acceptably attractive. Looks a bit like Jesus though - which kinda worries me with the thoughts I'm having...
Hmm..bit worrying that bloke behind Feliciano has also given him a 10 though. Although I guess it's whatever ticks your box these days....
Anyway, that's a TICK
4. Ring Mrs D, friend and tennis partner, for mutual therapeutic whinge about the NHS, sore toes, tonsillitis, schools and anything else that comes to mind. TICK
5. Check what time
6. Write a blog. Always good therapy - even when the complaints come in. TICK.
7. Check time - 12 50. Ten minutes before the Gold Lame Man arrives on centre court...just time to make lunch and another strong coffee....
And that is how we restore humour to Mrs T. And I didn't even mention chocolate..although come to think of it....
