Me on the court in my tennis gears last weekend. Instax (because everyone looks better on instax)/Ben Lawson.
I played tennis on and off for the duration of my childhood. I never partook in any other sport, aside from a one season stint at basketball when I was 10, and a one season stint at 6th form ‘Social Soccer’ which I did largely because there was a navy hoodie as part of the sports uniform and you could wear it at school in place of (or in my case, on top of) your standard v-neck school uniform sweater.
I don’t know how old I was when I first got sent to David Branks at Mount Eden Tennis Club. Young, though. I actually went through a bunch of tennis coaching clinics but mostly Mount Eden’s ones. I’d go weekly in Primary school, and more in the holidays. I’d do interclub on weekends in summer and at 15 years old I would spend most of my school holidays at the tennis club. I’d go in the morning from 9:00am – 12:00pm to the Junior Tennis Clinic and teach the 5 year olds ball skills, or umpire the 8 year olds games (for $7.00 an hour, cash in hand). I’d walk to the dairy in Mt Eden Village and get a drink, then a pie, then I’d walk back down Poronui Street and attend the Advanced Tennis Clinic as a ‘student’ from 1:00pm – 4:00pm. In January for a few years my whole family would fly to Melbourne to watch the Australian Open. Heck, I even had private lessons at one stage.