Anyone For Tennis?

Ah, tennis season is with us, bringing with it a further excuse for gratuitous totty pictures (and no I'm not including the Duchess of Cornwall in that).

And once more the Wimbledon coverage will largely ignore my preferred player of choice (Juan Carlos Ferrero) in favour of unheard of Brits or hairy American grunters. Not that I'm bitter.

At least now I can join in the interminable sport conversations at work (when I can divert them off the World Cup).