Its a funny thing. Summertime in the City gets very quiet, particularly on Fridays. People ‘working from home’ (phah), taking a day off to have a long weekend, its always the same. Come Friday the City quietens down. Which is fine for the commute but another indication of how work patterns have changed and are changing. Because so many people can work from anywhere. Ok, not the dustman, nor the hamburger flipper necessarily, but for many officey tasks you are no longer required in the office. You can do them at home. Or, as half the tossers round here seem to do, perform them on their phones whilst blocking public walkways and stepping obliviously out into busy main roads. I’ve renamed them. Didn’t like ‘zombies’. Its an insult to zombies. I like ‘tit-in-a-trance’. Because that’s exactly what it looks like.

But in between the work bits (or possibly during them, for those ‘working from home’) there’s always the tennis and the cricket. Those bastions of the British Summer. And in the cricket ‘we’ the English team, have made it to the world cup final. Which would be sweeter than sweet at the best of times. But its being played here, making it even lovelier, and best of all, we didn’t merely beat the Australians in the semi-final but summarily thrashed them. And so brilliantly. By bowling them all out and then scoring a shit-load of runs in a very short time. That’s the ‘abridged’ match report.

And at Wimbledon today there is THE MATCH of all matches. Roger Federer playing Rafa Nadal in the semi-final. First time they’ve played since the final here in 2008. Widely regarded as ‘the best tennis match ever’. Consequently the tickets today are changing hands at up to £17,000 a seat. Which makes my 175 quid BBC license fee seem like the bargain of a fucking lifetime.

I can’t wait for the finals of the mens and womens tennis (equal opportunity sports watcher… for some sports) and the cricket. So excited that I’ll be in Berlin. Where I’d imagine there won’t be too much excitement about the tennis and they don’t know what cricket means. Note to self: in future check the full diary of ALL sports before booking anything. Though a weekend with the ‘daughter less seen’ will be wonderful.

Happy Friday

A xxxx