The mantelpiece has been cleared to make room for the tennis trophy to take pride of place, my racket and I are both highly strung and I’m now just waiting for the phone call from the LTA selectors telling me I am the last minute wildcard for Wimbledon. It’s now just four days until I take to the court at the Devonshire Park for the all important match with three other journalists – the culmination of six weeks of intense training from beginner to confident player in time for the Aegon International Tennis Tournament. Myself, the lovely BBC weather girl Rachel Mackley and two other sports reporters will be playing in a mixed doubles match on Tuesday lunchtime at the event. This has all been made possible on a local level by the world’s greatest tennis coach Francis Mackie at Tennis in the Park in Gildredge Park. Francis, Craig and all the team there have been fantastic in their support and have helped me make the transition from the “It’s really quite remarkable how little Annemarie knows about tennis” standard to “Well played, keep up that feisty and determined attitude and you’ll be fine” confident opponent. Thanks Francis, it’s been a ball
On the drive into Beckett Towers this week, I see the old sausage shop at the railway station roundabout has been given a new lease of life and Nelson Coffee Co opened its doors . Yet another coffee shop in town. Well, isn’t that just what we need? I’m sure it’s a great place but isn’t about time council planners said no to anymore coffee shops – and charity shops too? Terminus Road is littered with them.
Word reaches me that some nasty little thieves have had the lilies away from the pond in Manor Gardens. It’s such a shame for the voluntary group which works so hard to make sure the park looks tip-top for everyone to enjoy throughout the year. Shame on the scoundrels.