|Meanwhile, On The Other Side Of The Planet...
||[Jan. 20th, 2018|05:13 pm]
All that wonderful Antipodean sunshine and they stage the Australian Open indoors. It seems wilful. Sulky even. I hear voices from my childhood saying things like, "It's a lovely afternoon; why don't you go out and play."|
The other thing that always shocks me a little is the blue floor. I mean, they don't even go through the motions of pretending it's grass.
I haven't really been watching. I turned the TV on for my mother this afternoon and happened on a recording of the Kerber-Sharapova match. Sharapova got swept aside. She was never my favourite and the noise she makes is hideous- like the whooping bit in whooping cough. I always thought she got more attention than her talent deserved because of her long legs and yellow hair.