The spry, sprightly and slightly caffeine-hyped young woman dragged her husband from his near-death-bed, where he was recovering from a v. serious illness, and threw him on to the local Badminton court at 21.00 yesterday.
Not at all intimidated (!) by some very flash players from a Club on the neighbouring courts, the unevenly-matched couple threw themselves in to their game.
After a 25-minute warm-up the contest between the two unevenly-matched competitors commenced.
And, despite some extended rallies that were punctuated by flashingly fast slam-shots, it was soon over.
After two straight games victory nestled in the winner’s heart like a warm and cuddly friend.
And who was the emphatic victor?
The seriously ill husband.
But she gave him a real run for his money.
(I may live to regret this post. Soph’s getting very good)