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Tennis fever

Because of the tennis last night my nails are a little shorter and holding-my-breath practise a little better... Centre Court finally got to use their roof and test their flood lights (the game finished after 22:30) and we got to watch some awesome tennis.

After the match I was tempted to watch a little Big Brother, but luckily on my way, flicking through, I came across the movie Wimbledon - a great feel good about dinosaurs! Just kidding, obviously it's about tennis.

How ideal, I can satiate myself with all sorts of tennis from my 3rd floor room! I have a feeling that this movie is joining my Love Actually and Pride & Prejudice list. Paul Bettany and Kirsten Dunst are the stars here:

For the girls he's quite nice to look at, for the boys, well I can't tell how you feel about K.D., but I did discover in this movie (even though I do love it, still) that she has very tiny teeth!

Anyway, if you want to get involved in the whole tennis fever, but don't really like watching live tennis, then this is the movie for you. It's also great for people who do like tennis, and movies...

Digging a hole here - it was great planning by ITV to have this movie showing after such a great match (I'm sure they planned that too!)

Enjoy,



Lucky

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