Saturday came round slowly, and I was full of anxiety about how things might develop. On the one hand Martha was clearly interested in me, on the other our relationship was built on trust that was based on my experience helping to coach and guide this young woman 30 years my junior. With the match scheduled to start at 2.00pm, men's and women's singles followed by men's doubles and finishing with the mixed doubles each the best of three sets, it would be a long afternoon; at 53 years of age I would need to preserve my energy.
As Martha and I were not involved in the first match we had some time to catch up with the events of our last meeting and having settled the opposition team and offered tea and coffee we finally had some time to sit with a little privacy. I gently opened the conversa
