Game, Set, and Match

And so the family tennis has begun in earnest. The four of us played for over two hours yesterday on the courts of the KCC. I can't lie to you and say it didn't get ugly at times - The Brother hitting me with the ball, me accusing him of deliberately targeting me, the inevitable dubious line calls and the arguments that arise from that - but all the best tennis is intense! The Husband was very upset that we all played without him (and were therefore getting extra practice in) and has swiftly booked a lesson for this morning. He seems to think that after a lesson or two he will play like Davydenko, who we've recently been watching play a court away from us at our club in Pattaya. I haven't the heart to tell him that it will probably take a bit more than that.