Dimanche Paris awoke to a “mackerel” sky, the sun peeping through to warm the customers sat outside the cafes in the Champs Elysees, the Cafe creme flowing, the mounds of croissants in the glinting mirrored widows gradually diminishing.
The day when spring has sprung in the French capital, its time to feel the warmth of the sun, at last, time to get out the shades, the “Piz Buin”, the Panama hats and to feel the heat on the red clay.
strolling through the Bois de Boulogne the flowers are blooming, the birds are singing and the sun is glinting on the dew damp grass.
First match, on Court Phillipe Chatrier, involved Simona Halep, the Romanian number 3 seed, and last years runne-up against Evglenlya Rodina, a Russian qualifier.
An early start time for Parisians, 11am, the match started in a muted manner, the sound of ball on racket echoing around the rows of empty seats , the locals were still waking up, catching the back pages, grabbing another espresso, you don’t rush these things in Paris
The third seed started in imperious mood, broke serve twice racing to a 4-1 lead, but her Russian opponent began to fight back, and levelled at 5-5.
The warm Parisian sun, and the increasing viewers inspired Halep to move up a gear and she took the first set 7-5
Despite looking a bit rusty she showed her class to take the second set 6-4 and the match.
Time for another coffee, Oh I do love Paris in the springtime.