Summer Solstice and 125 years of Wimbledon
Gabriella White Reporting from Henman Hill at SW19 Arriving at Springfields tube stop, that notorious hot London underground air blew my hair up to the tip of carriage roof as I debarked and headed for the stairs; the breeze adding a refreshing diversion to my journey in a suburban tropical kind of way. It was a hot, wet, thundery day in Wimbledon at this point. A little late in arriving due to some tube delays, at about 7pm, my friend texted me: “Ok: I’m taking cover – call me...