Wimbledon't

I realised today that the Wimbledon Championships starts on Monday and this is yet another year where I had planned to get tickets to see some of the early rounds, and then haven't.
Never mind, the TV coverage is good and it's a lot cheaper to feed yourself while watching it at home than it would be if you were buying lunch at the tennis club!
It's the same way I feel about festivals, really. On previous years, when I've sat on the sofa glued to the Glastonbury performances on the BBC, Philippa has asked me if she'd like her to try and book tickets for the next year and I've always said No. Why be camped in an overcrowded field with 200,000 other people, queueing for absolutely everything and watching bands on a stage half a mile away when I can have a much more comfortable experience back here in my own living room? I can't even think of any acts I like enough that would provoke me to change that way of thinking. I suppose Bob Dylan headlining might see me tempted to fork out a few quid and spend the week in a tent, but for the price of a full ticket to Glastonbury I could probably buy a high resolution copy of every live DVD he's released, and a copy of all his albums, and have money left over for snacks and drinks to enjoy while I'm watching him in close-up on my own television, so even Bob might not do it for me...

RC 29-6-23

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