My husband and I decided last week (rather last minute) to go to Wimbledon and see what we could see. We lived there when we were first married and yet it’s taken until now to go and actually see the tennis – terrible! Our son had his school year special assembly on the Wednesday afternoon so we took off after that.
Murray was playing his quarter final, so we thought it would be a great day to go and soak up some of the atmosphere. We weren’t fussy about seats as such, we just wanted to go, seeing as it was quite a last minute thang!
Anyway, we arrived and the grounds were full to capacity, which meant that the queue didn’t move (we were handed queue cards whilst waiting with the 'queue code of conduct' just in case!)… until Murray had finished!
We finally walked into the Wimbledon grounds at 7.03pm, by which point we were ravenous having arrived just under three hours previously. So we grabbed some noodles and a drink and took off for Henman Hill.
It was probably about 7.30pm when we sat down and my husband dashed off to the ticket re-sale booth and managed to grab us tickets for Court No.1 where Hingis and Davenport were playing ladies doubles by invitation.
So, we gathered our belongings, made our way to the court, but noticed that the kiosks were closing and I really wanted to get some souvenirs for the children. So we quickly went to the shop to get a few balls and bits and then went to find our seats.
As we arrived on Court No.1 we heard a massive cheer… 'yay!' we thought, 'things are hotting up!'and then the crowds began to pour out! The match had come to an end!
Indeed it has to be said – we went to Wimbledon and didn’t see any tennis! The moral of the story? Next year book tickets!
(PS, you may notice my rather fab bag? It's very trendy, from LA and is called The Sak. It'll be on QVC for the first time on Thursday at 5pm! So make sure you look out for it!)