The longest time ever without being allowed to hold a tennis racket and stand on a tennis court ends on Monday 29th March. It’s not a return to normal. More a return to nearer normal. If indeed the normal we knew
This lockdown thing is keeping me home. There are limited things to do so training is easy. We can get back on court shortly, so now is decision time. The season is just around the corner. The staple of the
Quietly adding the days up. One followed by another. Doing the work I set out to do. No highlights, just the familiarity and certainty of unbroken routine. This is lockdown life. Not knowing how any of this effort is going to change
Psssst! We all know the distinctive sound (and smell) of a new tin of tennis balls being opened. Whether to signal a casual hit or a fiercely contested match, the moment is filled with anticipation and endless possibilities. There are
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