Children played in fountains, Murrays won at tennis, and everyone had a jolly nice time, whilst thirty-somethings tried to remember where they had spent hazy late nights nearby ("it was something to do with a freight yard and the clubs were called something like The Cross and The Key"). At lunchtimes, stalls serve food and in the evenings until the men’s final this Sunday, 12th July a big screen shows tennis to people lolling in deck chairs.
For more, see http://www.kingscross.co.uk/event/strawberries-screen-2015
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I remember the first years I went to Wimbledon, 1972 and 1973. Jan Kodes won which was rather heroic, given that there was some sort of boycott going on. Plus my spouse is Czech so he was rapt.
ReplyDeleteWe couldn't afford the strawberries, but everything else was fantastic.