- Thanks LaMa.
- Hi Cate. I'm quite near the city so could easily drink regularly without drinking at home. Well, under the current restrictions anyway.
I'm going to do a
Grub Street-style entry today, as they are quite fun.
Sunday 1st August
8.30 am - Woke up in my cousin's room. She has so many clothes. I slept very well considering I'm in a strange bed. I haven't slept in a single bed in a while. I have a luxurious double bed at home and I try to always rent a room with a double bed now. You have to be optimistic about these things.
9.30 am - After a shower, I sit down to breakfast with my dad and aunt. I have some sultana bran, which I haven't had in ages and which is lovely, with some Hi8 muesli mixed in and milk. My aunt has made a really tasty brown loaf, so I have a slice of that with some butter and marmalade. Her friend gave her a present of honey but with the honeycomb still in the jar. We have no idea how it works. The honeycomb seems to just be in the way. I have a small glass of Bottlegreen sparkling elderflower and pomegranate drink, which is the new family obsession this month, and an instant coffee with milk. Then I have another slice of white toast with butter and marmalade. And a handful of grapes.
10.30 am - I watch the pommel horse final at the Olympics. Our Irish hopeful Rhys McClenaghan did brilliantly in the qualifiers and has a chance of a medal. Matt Whitlock for the UK is up first - his routine is fantastic. Rhys unfortunately loses his balance and comes off the pommel horse. Olympic dreams in tatters. I'm nearly crying watching it, I just feel so bad for the guy. Luckily, he's only 22 and will hopefully be back for Paris in 2024.
12.30 pm - Even though I am not hungry at all, I have a poached egg with a slice of ham and a tomato on toast with butter, doused with plenty of salt and pepper. I wash it down with a cup of tea and milk. And a small slice of raspberry cheesecake and cream. I'm on my holidays!
2 pm - After a very educational tour of my aunt and uncle's beautiful flower garden, my dad and I leave for our mixed doubles tournament match.
3.30 pm - The match starts. The woman in the pairing against us is surly and vicious at the net. A bad combination. We have some moments of inspiration but they easily beat us in the end - 2-6, 3-6. My dad cries after the match. It's been a very hard time for him lately.
5 pm - I drive into the city for a short wander around and treat myself to a consolation latte. I desperately need to use the toilet on the drive back to my aunt's house, so stop at a shop to use the facilities and pick up a strawberry Ribena drink, which is really tasty.
6.30 pm - We sit down to a beautiful dinner of lamb with garlic potato fries, potatoes, carrots, broccoli and onion gravy. We have watermelon with blueberries as a starter and dessert is rhubarb crumble with custard and another slice of the delicious raspberry cheesecake with cream. My aunt offers me a glass of white wine, which I would love to have, but I stick to my guns and say no.
8 pm - I have a cup of green tea with salted caramel - another new flavour for me. I normally don't like green tea but this was really nice. We watch the Olympic highlights and a bit of a film. I go to bed at around 10.30 pm.
That's it for today, last chance saloon in the tennis tournament today! I really hope I can do it. I don't want my tennis holiday to end.