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Wimbledon was great. We didn't rush there, and went backwards and forwards on the trains a bit due to not taking enough notice of which one we'd got on, but we were still there in time to claim a little patch of dead grass on a very steep bit of Henman Hill to the left of the big screen.

So we spent the best part of two hours on there, eating lunch and cheering for Nadal. But then we went to see the Woodies play in the Over 35s doubles, as we had actual tickets. And the Court 1 seats were suddenly seeming comfy in comparison (less chance of falling off for a start).

I think it's actually the first match we've ever stayed for the whole of - but then there were only seven matches on the whole day and two of them we'd probably missed by the time we arrived anyway. So the Woodies won but it was a tight match and it's always good to see a bit of doubles. And Woodforde nearly take Woodbridge's head off (and I think they lost the point!).

I managed to avoid the score in the Federer/Nadal match but it was hard not to hear the cheering from the Hill outside, although the result was pretty much a foregone conclusion before it even started.

By that time there was just enough time to go to the shop, then attempt to find the Museum shop, which is better and sold pens. We still managed to walk round most of the place to find the food and I was completely knackered when I got home to watch the end of the men's final, which I'd taped.

Today I'm really not awake at all. Although it was a great way to forget about Doctor Who - it's hard to care about that just at the moment - it was so sad that it was the end of Wimbledon for another year. I'm really missing my tennis tonight, and the Five Live commentators making my afternoon that little bit more interesting.

Only 50 weeks to go... (or 2 till we play Davis Cup which might be a bit train wreck like since it doesn't really involve many of our best players and one of theirs just won the Mixed Doubles...)

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