Wish I could celebrate with y'all, but I'm stuck in old blighty watching the drizzle wipe out any prospect of cricket, and making Wimbledon very slippery, but Serena showed them how to do it. I wish I could slip into her, that would be a vigorous ride. Every grunt, I would have to hold my breath to keep myself inside.
Don't get burnt in the sun. Don't grill sausages in your underwear or swim suit.