Many of you will know how much I dislike ties. So much, in fact, that I often have a pair of scissors handy to cut ties off unsuspecting wearers. But there’s one exception for me: Wimbledon’s Royal Box.
It's a rule at what otherwise is the most wonderful of events. This week I was fortunate enough to visit my daughter Holly in London and attend Wimbledon. We had a glorious father-daughter day out, and got to see the brilliant Novak Djokovic, Kei Nishikori, Rafael Nadal and Juan Martin del Potro in action.
The standard of tennis was breathtaking, with unbelievable power, precision and finesse on display. They’re all great players, but Novak and Rafa are Necker Cup veterans who we’ve come to know and love, so I was delighted to see them make it through to the semi-finals.
It was also an honour to meet Camilla Parker-Bowles in the Royal Box; she gave my beard a quick ruffle in a friendly greeting. Holly and I sat next to Sir Chris Hoy, and were eager to get some cycling tips from the great Olympian ahead of the Virgin Strive Challenge.
We had to rush off at the end of the day to attend a Giving Pledge event and of course watch England’s brave loss against Croatia. But just as we left Wimbledon, Holly surprised me with a role-reversal move on my tie. Stepping out of SW19, she grabbed my tie, pulled out a pair of scissors, and cut the tie from my neck. What a relief!
Best of luck to all the players left in the Wimbledon draw. Who am I backing? It’s got to be Serena Williams and Novak.