Tennis is not really my sport but Wimbleon does maintain a sense of Britishness, with its green grass, whites, strawberries, Pymms and polished commentary from Sue. Unchanging in a changing world it has a comfort value way above its relevance to British tennis. I do miss some of the characters who used to confer an element of fun into the proceedings and I wish there were more British particants of quality. The only thing which jars for me is the sight of the court officials in all that 1920s garb. They look like something out of an old musical comedy gone wrong, and all the bending and stretching can make the poor official look ludicrous especially if they are physically in less than perfect shape.