Bientôt disponible dans une librairie près de chez vous: Les Conquêtes Normandes d’un Tennisman Vieillissant

“Speak in French when you can’t think of the English for a thing—turn out your toes as you walk—and remember who you are!”  (The Red Queen, Alice through the Looking Glass).

Yes, you read it right: the sequel to the Confessions of an Ageing Tennis Player continues with the third in the series: The Norman Conquests of the Ageing Tennis Player, currently out on the Roland Garros practice courts in time for the French Open Grand Slam which plays out between 25 May and 8 June 2025.

The Confessions of an Ageing Tennis Player series tells the story of a man of a certain age – known to himself as “Lord Andrew John Paul George Ringo Murray of Kirkintilloch” – who moves seamlessly from sporting zero to hero and back again during Wimbledon in 2013 when Andy Murray was the first British male player to win there in decades. By the end of that story, he has not only become Sports Personality of the Year but also succeeded (he thinks) at being elected Chairman of his local tennis club. Buoyed by these immense achievements, he immediately continues his success by winning the Australian Open in Melbourne amongst much Covid-19 inspired delirium and thwarted love stories via The Courting Lives of an Ageing Tennis Player.

So what’s the next challenge in store for him? Well, the third in the ‘Confessions’ series, Les Conquêtes Normandes picks up from where Courting Lives left off and tracks the ongoing drama between him, ‘Serena Williams’ and ‘Phoebe Snetsinger’ in a race to see whether he can add to his Grand Slam trophy haul before he loses all grip on reality.

Illustrated by Paul Warren, Les Conquêtes Normandes d’un Tennisman Vieillissant will be available on 8 June 2025.

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A Waiting Story: We’re not getting any younger these days

So said the heavy athlete slumped on the bench in the men’s changing rooms, gazing at his cracked up trainers, sodden t shirt and pale blue shorts strewn across the floor. He’d had a difficult match on a squash court, being raced around by just a strip of a lad who had humiliated him over 3 games, 27 minutes and never ending memories of how things used to be, back in the day.

True, we sympathised. There was a time, back in the day, when we did indeed get younger with the passing of the days.

There was a time, way back when, when getting older really did feel like you were getting younger: as the days passed, your skin shone a bit more, your hair grew faster, and your torso shed pounds quicker, the longer you stood looking at yourself in the mirror.

At what point did the days do a volte face and far from getting younger as we got older, did we actually get older as we got older?

The Courting Lives of an Ageing Tennis Player: dropping just in time for the Australian Open!

Tennis belongs to the individualistic past – a hero, or at most a pair of friends or lovers, against the world.” ( Jacques Barzun)

Published in 2021, ‘Confessions of an Ageing Tennis Player’ tells the story of a man of a certain age – known to himself as ‘Lord Andrew John Paul George Ringo Murray of Kirkintilloch’ – who lived out fantasies of sporting super powers when he was young and never quite moved on as he grew up.

By the end of the story, he has (he thinks) succeeded at his final and most demanding quest of being elected Chairman of his local club: but in the minds of most of the rest of the world, he has become a complete social misfit who causes nothing but chaos everywhere he turns. Far from ‘preparing for government’ of his club in the New Year, Lord Andrew has in everyone else’s eyes been issued with a lifetime ban from the club and been arrested for arson.

‘The Courting Lives of an Ageing Tennis Player’ picks up from where ‘Confessions’ left off.

What’s the next challenge for the tennis player who’s just won Wimbledon?  It’s to win the next Grand Slam in Australia.  So, he goes back to his tennis roots, bades farewell to his club and sets off on his journey over the equator to Melbourne (also known in the ‘real’ world as HM Prison North Sea Camp in Lincolnshire.)

His desire to win the Australian Open in ‘Melbourne’ however is not as straight forward as he would like. He has an open prison regime to contend with, opponents who don’t play by the book and the ongoing attentions of another champion tennis player, ‘Serena Williams’ who has taken pity on Lord Andrew due in no small part to the guilt she feels about her role in banning him from their club in the first place. And lurking deep in the background is his spurned coach, Mrs Hacienda Buscando Stanley Carter (Hac) who has several scores to settle.

The Courting Lives of an Ageing Tennis Player brings our characters back together for another epic tennis final played out in the tennis courts of Melbourne, the magistrates courts of Liverpool and eventually the romantic wilderness of the East Lincolnshire coast line.

As with Confessions, we’re delighted to be working again with our illustrator, Paul Warren, who is producing yet another collection of memorable illustrations for the book.

You can order your copy here:

Confessions of an Ageing Tennis Player: I AM Andy Murray and have beaten Carlos Alcaraz at this year’s Wimbledon Championship (albeit vicariously).

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The crowds gather early to get the best seating.

Thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you all. I can’t believe that this afternoon has ended in such a thrilling style, with so many decisive moments, nerve tingling decisions, and life changing choices.

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Novak Djokovic thinking he’s got this one sorted.

Novi was an incredible opponent this afternoon, but I agree with him when he says the best man won (i.e. me).

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The disgraceful state of Wimbledon grass led to many early exits.

So, congratulations to him for putting up such a spirited fight, and congratulations to me for pulling out all the stops and astounding everyone.

While now is not the time to crow, it is worth remembering those who fell at an early stage during the competition and for the valuable contribution blah… blah… blah… they have made to the upper echelons of the tennis fraternity.

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Carlos Alcatraz still hasn’t come to terms with what hit him this year.

So, here we can remember the likes of Rafa (N), the Pole, Maria Sharapova and of course my mentor, leader and nemesis, Roger (F) – all as you can see at the peak of their physical prowess.

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Emma Raducanu is still smarting from the injury caused to her by the courts.

But holding the trophy aloft will stay in my memory for the rest of my life and I would like to finally thank you all, my supporters, my coach, my advocates and my enemies for the encouragement you have given me or the motivation which has spurred me on to prove you all wrong. This year’s Wimbledon has proven to me that anything is possible, with the right attitude, guts, determination, and fertile imagination.

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Victory is sweet: holding the Wimbledon Men’s Singles Championship trophy aloft.

My club, my tennis, my world, will never be the same again!

Thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you.

Next year’s Wimbledon already beckons.

(You might like to know that you can follow Lord Andrew John Paul George Ringo Murray of Kirkintilloch’s journey to fame and infamy in  ‘Confessions of an Ageing Tennis Player’ .  You can see it here.