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Centre Court looks just a little dusty |
His travel suitcase is no longer filled to the brim with little Lego mini figures, although I'm sure I could still find some stray plastic bricks buried deep down at the bottom, along with some dusty packages of gummy bears and vintage goldfish crackers. These days it's more likely to be packed with science fiction books and his favorite tennis racquet.
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Sorry Big C&G, that says Andy. Not Roger. |
A 30 minute ride on the District line from central London brings you to the charming leafy lined streets of Wimbledon. It's another 20 minute walk to get the tennis club and you don't have to be die-hard tennis fans to visit the courts at Wimbledon and the Wimbledon Museum, it makes for a nice suburban day trip if you need to escape the hustle and bustle of London.
If you are die-hard super fans you can book a tour ahead of time on their website which will include admission to the Museum. It lasts 90 minutes and with a very unenthusiastic Little C&G we decided to tour around on our own. Ask at the admissions desk when they'll bring a group in to see Centre Court if there are no matches going on. This short mini-tour lasts about 15 minutes, just perfect for a quick peek onto the famed greens (or browns, as in our case). We were there the week after Andy Murray had his historic win and they wasted no time pulling up the grass and getting ready for next year.
A holographic John McEnroe talks to you from his locker room about the old days of tennis. Displays show off gear from all the tennis greats and you can't miss the bling on the outfits loaned by the Williams sisters. I couldn't resist making Big C&G pose with the trophy won by my favorite player, pointing out that it was Andy's tennis whites in the case and not his favorite, Roger Federer. Oh well, maybe on our next trip it will be the other way around.
There are a few cafes around the courts that offer light snacks but we ventured back into town to check out the Fire Stables Pub we saw on our walk through town. I can't pass up festive bunting or a sandwich board advertising local organic produce and rosé by the glass.
A kids menu and crayons will keep the youngsters busy while a glass of wine and the local real estate magazine (find the stack on the bar) will keep you busy. I had our entire future planned out by the time my second glass of wine appeared on the table. Little C&G goes to soccer/football training camp at Wembley, Big C&G enrolls in tennis school at Wimbledon, and we buy a charming little country house down one of the leafy streets nearby. Mr. C&G didn't even humor me by converting pounds to dollars, unless maybe he was waiting to surprise us for Big C&Gs 12th birthday. I'll let you know if the movers show up tomorrow. . .
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