A summer of sport

Not for me, you understand. I might play a few games of golf, but I won’t be out there every day hacking at a ball – any ball!

However, you could be forgiven for thinking that the UK is sports mad, especially in summer. At the moment we’re thick into Wimbledon, and at the time of writing, we still have three Brits competing. Make the most of it, I have a horrible feeling that as usual, it won’t last.

There seems to be a lot of cricket on television too, at least in our household, and of course, our Rory McIlroy romped to victory in the US Open (that’s golf, for those who don’t know.)

Add to all that the present craziness over the 2012 London Olympics tickets, and it seems to be nothing but sport. Apparently some Olympic events are already sold out, and masses of people have been disappointed, not being able to get hold of any tickets, let alone the ones they wanted.

Ed and I opted long ago to watch these events on television. It may be pedantic of us, but at least we get to see all the events we want at close range.

Of course, the British weather always adds a degree of excitement to any of these summer sporting events. Apart from here in the east, where we’ve had a dry spring and summer, everywhere else has been suffering torrential downpours. Huge fun as you watch the covers being rushed over the crease (cricket) or over the court (tennis).

Ed and I are off to Wales tomorrow for a week, so I expect we’ll see plenty of rain over there. It’s right over the other side of the country (so we’re leaving at silly o’clock to beat the traffic) and is renowned for being wet.

Oh well. Wales is also very beautiful, so maybe I’ll have some photos for you when we return.

Until then – have a good week.