I gave up my mobile phone about five years ago when the company closed and since then have been the proud owner of NO MOBILE PHONE. I DO NOT WANT ONE. I am the person who is always annoyed when the damn things start singing during a concert or in the car. No, I DON'T WANT ONE.
This weekend I had the most enormous fun playing in a privately organised tennis tournament. Basically there is a mens doubles and a mixed doubles and I was fortunate enough to find a really good partner for the mixed. He was a little concerned as he was also playing in the mens doubles but he was happy to do both - despite nearly cutting his thumb off the day before and having four stitches put in. So what, it was his right hand and he's left handed!
The competition starts with three teams in each of four groups. You play each team in your group and then the winner of each group plays the semi-final and then the final.
The group matches were played on Saturday afternoon in the most dreadful heat. Paul had already played the mens group matches in the morning and so another four hours of tennis in the afternoon left him exhausted. He wasn't the only one! Despite drinking gallons of water I had a splitting headache and went to bed at 9pm. We had won our group and had to play the semi-final on Sunday morning. Paul also had a semi final to play in the mens doubles straight after our match.
We won the semi final, fortunately fairly quickly despite some really fun opposition that had us running all over the court. Paul then won his mens doubles semi. He was in both finals and the weather was hotting up again.
After a delicious lunch given by the organisers of the tournament we started our final at 2pm against a brother/sister team who were the hot favourites. Everybody congratulated us on reaching the final but commiserated with us because "frankly you don't have a chance against them - they are the killer team of this tournament." Hmm. More determination for me.
Long story short - Paul did all the work. For every shot I had at the ball he must have hit it ten times. He is a very, very good player. I had a couple of lucky cricket shots that surprised me more than the opposition and together with a few lucky backhands did at least contribute to...our VICTORY!!!!!
And the prize? A mobile phone! Very discreet and small I rather suspect it will become a friend. Maybe I am about to become a modern mum after all!