Nasty Tennis Fall (2nd July 2016)

Mud had built up on the tennis court behind Fiona’s again. We played gently with a friend. I slipped while turning to chase a ball and went sprawling across the ground. Had to throw a hand out and deeply grazed the palm. Various other scrapes and a bump on my hip.

Called the person named on the noticeboard. Their number had changed. So I noted that down and called it. They were in the process of moving and didn’t want to talk. Managed to exchange a few sentences and they agreed “to get someone to put something up”.

We haven’t been back to see if that was been done yet. It’s dangerous. Myself and some other volunteers spent a couple of hours clearing it before the wonderful tennis tournament held the other week. Looks like that really was necessary and it should be made a regular task, for safety.