Jonathan Ray Jonathan Ray

Pimm’s No.6.

Well, that’s Wimbledon done and dusted for another year. All hail King Roger! It’s been a great tournament with much to enjoy. And it has certainly been a darn sight more enjoyable than the second Test match against South Africa. What a debacle that was. Sigh.

Still, both events have given me the chance — armchair sportsman that I am — to settle back on the sofa, put my feet up, and rediscover my love of Pimm’s. I’m told that spectators got through 320,000 glasses of the stuff at Wimbledon over two weeks; just imagine how many couch potatoes like me were also knocking it back at home. That’s quite a bit of Pimm’s for sure.

But I must point out that it wasn’t the gin-based Pimm’s No.1 that I was sinking so merrily, but the newly reintroduced vodka-based Pimm’s No.6.

My wife has been trying in vain to persuade me that Austin’s fruit cup from Aldi is just as good, and she attempted to pull a fast one on me this very weekend by making up a glass of it and telling me it was indeed a Pimm’s.

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