I'll never tire of London...
On the delights of Royal Wimbledon
In the front lobby of my childhood home in Cardiff sat an empty porcelain vase, on whose white surface was calligraphed a quote in dark blue from Samuel Johnson - “When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life”. Somewhere down the line, the vase has been lost, but for the first time in perhaps two decades I thought of it and it…