In the Purple

Yesterday to Wimbledon with Robert. A generous friend gave us his tickets.

Never a Dull Moment

The genealogy of the Royal Family in the last 150 years should be a set question for applicants to the College of Arms.

Something Fishy

And that ye study to be quiet, and to do your own business, and to work with your own hands, as we commanded you. (I Thessalonians iv:11)

Handicapped

One of my relations used to call me a purple-faced spastic when I was stupid or displeased him; usually the former. He wasn’t woke.

Thursday, Bum Day

Yesterday’s Wordle had me stumped until I thought of using American spelling.

Join a Craze

I prefer to call it a craze rather than mass hysteria. My first craze was when I was at prep school.

Baily’s Cream

The Times this morning has a picture of the Holcombe Hunt in Lancashire. Not to be outdone BB roving reporter, Angela C-C, took this picture; better composed than the one in The Times and reminiscent of a Munnings.

Needle Time

If you read Wisden Cricketers’ Almanack or live in Wagga Wagga you will remember James (“Jim”) Higgs, OAM. He is a leg spinner who played for Australia in twenty-two Test matches. The late, great and lamented Murray Hedgcock would have known him.