THE HURLINGHAM CLUB
The Hurlingham Club, on the Thames at Fulham
S A T U R D A Y, 8 J U L Y
Got up at 10. Wore Scallywags dress and new shoes - they didn’t hurt. Washed my hair, and for the first time since goodness knows when I didn’t have to put it in bunches.
After lunch the weather became super which was so nice for their wedding. We left at quarter to one. Unfortunately it was frantically windy and my hair got wrecked. Where should the church be but Chelsea, and we parked in a street that looked like the one Polnareff was in! Outside the church we had our photo taken! We were a bit worried about having no hats so Chump and me brought scarves just in case we had to wear had to wear them, but we didn't.
The church is perfectly beautiful inside, and the flowers were all white and absolutely lovely. It was pretty boring waiting till two, and the service itself was pretty deadly. It’s just that it all seems so ridiculous - practically as bad as Freemasonry! I wouldn’t be married in a church if you paid me. I can see though that it’s a bit of a thrill for some people, and they might as well have a white wedding if they're keen on ceremony. I couldn’t hear a word of the actual marriage service it was so faint.
“Then we all drove to the Hurlingham Club or somewhere. ”
It’s a very nice building from the outside and the grounds are quite good: lots of grass tennis courts and places to play bowls. Queued up to go in: everybody was 'announced' to Eileen which put me off somewhat!! We also had a few words with Duncan and Diana - she looked very sweet (very like Diana Rigg). We went into the next room where everyone was eating and having champagne; I had at least two glasses! Then Arthur came up and starting talking to me; Daddy joined in and I made a rapid retreat. Chump and me went outside; it was gloriously sunny. Came back to hear Duncan's little speech and the toast to the bride. Missed the cake being cut; I didn't even see it. Left about 4.30 and threw confetti at D + D as they got into the car.
Back home I changed into jeans and went round to June’s. In her car and ours we drove down to the Marina. Got there at 9.30. Had a fab supper in the boat by candlelight - it looked beautiful. Had strawberries, home rasps and redcurrants for pudding. June eats like a horse and had about 20 sweets after the meal! I spent ages finishing Diary. Light out at quarter to 1.
Billy-Jean won Wimbledon today.
“The ‘battle of the sexes’ and Billy Jean King”
Billy Jean defeated Britain's Ann Jones - the second of her six Wimbledon victories
"I have so much respect for Billy Jean and that generation who risked their careers, who played for one dollar. Because of the way they fought, my generation now is living the dream. She always talked about doing good for the next generation - that was her goal" - Caroline Wozniacki, 2013
