I have a friend, we'll call her Zelda. In addition to being friends, we also work together occasionally, not on this magazine, and have irregular meetings over coffee when the need arises. To give you a bit of background without describing her too recognisably, Zelda is quite fi t, without being particularly muscular. She cycles a lot and also graces the stage in amateur dramatics at the same time as being mum to two active boys. Whatever she does, Zelda does with easy humour and is very easy to be around. That is not to say, of course, that she is without imperfections. I happen to know fi rsthand, for instance, that her forehand volley is a touch erratic. However, the reason I am mentioning Zelda here is not about…
