at last an ending

Wimbledon: After yesterday's titanic on one of the outside courts which remained unresolved after more than hundred games,it was my belief that today,one of the 2 protagonists in tennis's greatest contest would end quickly in the denouement. In the event it took another 20 games to seal the fate of the doubty frog- truly if there was ever a case of not wanting a loser on either side of the net it was this one. Apparently the American talkshows are agog with the match, and now even more so as it was the yank wot won it. Good for them both, I say.

The air feels a little fresher today,though my barograph is still set fair at 30.2", so more favourable weather may be expected.

This morning in work, an elderly man brings a plastic pot containing a horrifying creature that wriggled out of his rectum in the small hours of the night. 6" long, flesh coloured, and now thankfully dead, it is doubtless an ascaris, or roundworm. He says he hasn't been abroad for over a year, and then to Greece, so the infestation (and where there is one worm, there are bound to be others)may have have remained dormant throughout that time, or (and this is less likely) he could have contracted it here in the UK. I maintain an outward calm, but inwardly I am horrified- the poor man! I send it off to the hospital for precise identification, but he will have to live with his worms for a few more days before they come back with an answer and a recommendation for treatment. This latter, I am pleased to report, usually works quickly.