The month of July welcomes Wimbledon, the oldest tennis tournament in the world, to the capital. The crowds flock to SW19 in anticipation ready to watch the world’s greatest tennis players go head-to-head on grass, competing in what is widely regarded as the most prestigious competition of them all.
Having previously partaken in the very British tradition of queuing for a ticket (to be disappointedly informed after many hours that rain had stopped play for the day), I was lucky enough to secure a show court ticket to the championships last weekend.
Unique to Wimbledon, you will find competitors still adhering to the strict all white dress code whilst the crowd watch on, indulging on freshly picked Kentish strawberries and cream whilst sipping on a refreshing glass of Pimms or champagne. My preference will always be an ice-cold beer of course. However, I am more than happy to partake in the consumption of the approximately 1.92 million strawberries that are eaten at the All England Club throughout the championships.
Despite the forecast of rain, the grounds were as busy as ever and I got to witness some first class tennis under the roof of court 1. A day at the Wimbledon championships will certainly live long in the memory and I would highly recommend a visit should you be fortunate enough to get the chance.
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