I am the next Wimbledon champion

This morning whilst up a tree, with the help of a ladder to do some pollarding I remembered …… I really don’t like heights, but I was able to carry on, one hand clutching the ladder and one on my saw. Pollarding, for those not in the know is best described as severe pruning of a tree!

Having survived my ordeal, I retreated indoors for a tea break and was presented with a piece of newly baked ginger traybake to eat. I did and it was good! Next notable point, I really don’t like ginger and avoid ginger cake, ginger biscuits, ginger beer etc. at every opportunity.

It seems something strange is going on. Earlier in the week, a Keane CD had been left in the car…I listened again…actually I liked it.

So maybe I am just evolving on so many things that have really been on my most disliked list?

Anyway, those who know me know I really cannot play tennis and the game just bores me. Based on how things are going, it would seem I am going to be a Wimbledon champion by tomorrow. Move over Andy Murray!