I don't bee-lieve it!

Today has been a combination of strimming, wielding a hedge trimmer, and watching the Wimbledon final. Much as I like an underdog (and I speak as someone who supported John McEnroe throughout his career), I decided some way through today's match that Nick Kyrgios didn't deserve to win and almost went back to my hedge. If he had any sense, he would channel his obvious talent positively and get a coach. John McEnroe would, I believe, be the perfect candidate.

In Extras, the sort of bee to give you nightmares.