A strange thing happened at Wimbledon today.

It rained. OK, that's not too strange. It was covered by BBC1, as ever, and 3 sets into the men's semi-final today the skys opened, as they do. Now, normally, when that happens we get a whole barrage of inane chatter from the commentators, followed by repeats of boring stuff, followed by other, well, rubbish really. Not today though - there was a good 15 minutes of TV without any stupid time-filling voiceover. No silly music. No nothing. Just shots of the crowd patiently waiting, eating their strawberries and cream etc etc....and you know what?

It was really good TV. Why? Because, just for once, just for a change, it really WAS like being there. You heard the sounds of people sitting quietly in the rain, you just got a real idea what it's like to sit on those little hard green chairs waiting for the play to restart. You could almost smell them (ewww).

Strange, but true.

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