Game, Set, Love Match

To follow the story from the beginning, click here. I think I just choked on my strawberries and cream. What. A. Day. It was just last Tuesday, day two of the tournament, that I was lucky enough to visit SW 19, Wimbledon. One of my oldest and dearest friends (no- she isn’t 80 haha), Bethan,Continue reading “Game, Set, Love Match”