A whole day of a Labour government! and they haven’t come yet to take away my house and cat. Maybe it won’t be so bad. It sounds as if they’ll be going after the NHS and the trains and immigration first.  It has old people with big houses (and cats) in its sights, however. Council tax? Property tax? Wealth tax? Helen’s family will take the cat when I can’t afford to stay here, but I think she’s happier with me.

I had a happy day with Wimbledon. I watched Norrie-Zverev. It was exciting and the right man won. But this was the day — the first Saturday — when I went to Wimbledon with Helen, twice, and Rachel, once. Early train from Birmingham, bus from station to Wimbledon, half-an-hour’s queue, and it was all yours except for the show courts. I remember seeing Billie-Jean King win on an outside court, and Adriano Panatta in four sets on No. 3. He was the great love of my life.  “The supremely handsome man if you like your ice-cream runny” someone said. I don’t know quite what that means but I’m sure it’s true.

   He’s still alive. If you look him up, skip rapidly past to the old photographs. BJK has aged much better.

   But what I started to say was, if I had been there today, there was nothing I wanted to see. And I don’t think it would have been so easy to get there from Birmingham.

   Wordle: Well, I’m back in the saddle with a string of two. I got it in five today.  My starters gave me two browns. Line three, a Jean-word, turned one of them green. Line four, a serious guess, did  better: three greens. And line five was right.

   Three for Ketki. Mark and Roger were fellow-fives.The other locals, and Theo, scored four.

   Helen and David were here this morning, on their way to Kirkmichael. David knocked it off in four while she was having a pee.