3rd busy night (and day) this week and we're at Wimbledon.
We signed up for the lottery in November and managed to win 2 tickets for the first Wednesday of the tournament. Having received these tickets in mid May, we had no idea who we'd be seeing or what the weather would be like during the traditional last week of June and first week of July time set aside.
Who knew it would be "Britain's wettest June since records began"? We got there just before the first match began in the middle of light rain shower, so decided to immediately go for lunch with the traditional Pimms to drink while play was suspended. Andy Roddick and his opponent (a little Thai guy whose name escapes me) were well into their second set by the time we finished our strawberries (not very tasty this year - also due to the massive rainfall) and we watched the rest of the match. It being my first time to Wimbledon, I was actually focused on more than just the play; like the ball boys and girls - how their movements are like a ballet in itself (excellently spoofed in a little British movie called "Confetti", see it if you can); like how narrow the seats are and you are rubbing hips with your neighbour all the time; and the umpires and judges not seemingly being distracted by anything while making their calls - I don't think I could do that job.
Next up was the ladies with Henin beating a tall, willowy blonde Russian (aren't they all tall, blonde and willowy?) whose name was being shouted out by the crowd in encouragement. It was a bit odd to hear "Come on Vera!" in those cockney accents though...
Tim Henman and Lopez then started their match, but after just 2 games the heavens opened. At that point it was going on 5pm and I knew that I'd have to leave by 6pm to make the hour's journey home to catch Larysa performing in her school play. So lucky for me, I didn't miss anything else, because play never got re-started after that. Orest sat there with my friend Oonagh until about 8pm when they called play off for the day.
Larysa was fabulous in her performance as a wizard in her play called "Hagbane's Doom" . She didn't have a lead role (something which really caused her great grief when the roles were first divvied out) but somehow she always manages to shine when on stage. Maybe it's just me being her mother and being ultra proud of her, but when she used the simple of act of her hat continually falling off to turn it into a comedic little turn, it shows that she's got some real acting chops. It really stayed with the audience as well, because all the parents I spoke to, it was the thing that really stood out for them as well. For a kid of 11 to be able to improvise like that...wow, it amazes me.
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