Richard Bewes mixes the gospel with the strawberries and cream
‘Lawn Tennis’, wrote J.B. Priestley, ‘is a name with the mildest associations.
‘It suggests a companion pastime to croquet, a late-Victorian thing, bright with petticoats and delicately clouded with curates.’
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