For literally no reason at all I’ve been putting off finishing this blog. Like so many things in my life I over think them into the point of stagnation. It’s a form of self harm. I find it hard to love myself and this can show itself in so many ways – most of the … I am Bill Ackman
In 2026 I’m going to serve 100mph and I’m also going to learn to do a backflip off the floor then I’m going to film myself serving a 100mph followed by a backflip.
I was back in France – my favourite country in the whole world. Im unapologetic about that statement. Ive felt that way my whole life but could never really explain why. My dad was born in Madagascar (a french colony at the time) to my nan who was born in Algeria and my grandad who … Almost forgot this was the whole point.
This post needs to start with a back story. My feeling is the people who read this blog have heard this story before and so I apologise for that but for anyone who hasn’t: here we go. 28th of March 2024 I was in Zurich and I was bored. I was on my way to … Chasing the Dragon
I wanna talk about fear. A few months back I went to a friends dads funeral. As we stood there and the bag pipes started playing, the body being carried in the coffin down the aisle I couldn’t help but feel this insane energy. I should clarify I don’t have much experience with death – … Hearts on Fire (FEAR)
Portugal was never in the original plan but after posting about my adventure on Instagram quite a few people had reached out and said ‘come to Portugal!’ Fuck it why not! I mean my other option was to drive from Madrid to Rome, just a measly 29 hour drive in a normal car – perhaps … Furthest south I’ve gone and the lowest I’ve been.
Completely unplanned (again) my resting spot in Madrid was just a 2 minute walk from a large private tennis club. I walked over there on my first day in search of a match and some sort of redemption for my poor recent form. Approaching the reception, after peeking over the wall, I had a nervous … SPAIN IN THE ARSE
It’s thought that the word love (zero) in tennis comes from the French ‘l’œuf’ meaning egg which represents the shape of a zero. I fucking l’œuf eggs but I hate losing 6 love. My time in France has ended with my third straight 6-0 loss. I’m trying to remind myself that the point of this … 3 EGGS FOR EASTER
I arrived in Troyes at around six on Wednesday evening and pulled in to an ‘air du camping’ where, for the second time on this trip already, I had failed to see that there was no toilet at the spot. I really only picked to stop at Troyes because it was just under half way … The Battle of Troyes
It was always my intention to play my dad first for the project. Me and my dad have always had a complex relationship but I’ve always felt like on the tennis court is where we understood each other best and at the end of the day he was the person who taught me to play … PLAYING MY DAD