Ahh, the Great British summer.
The scent of freshly-cut grass, strawberries and cream, Pimms…and, of course, Brits crashing out of Wimbledon.
Last year was but a blip and, in keeping with tradition, the singles will continue sans UK interest.
Muzza fell in straight sets on Wednesday, cue much wailing and gnashing of teeth (not to mention some cruel jibes on Twitter).
You can read all about it (assuming it isn’t simply too painful) in Thursday’s admittedly downhearted but far from defeated edition.
Meanwhile, it is the day the nation has been waiting for (potentially). That’s right, the results of our HUGE referendum roadshow survey are in. More than 3000 people had their say. But which way will Courier Country vote? No I won’t tell you now, but Yes it is very interesting.
Musicians will want to make a quite literal song and dance about Thursday’s Courier as we bring you a sensational tale about quite possibly the most intelligent group in the world. A real boffin band. Members have no fewer than 18 degrees between them. Quite remarkable. They are taking St Andrews by storm with their unusual mix of gentle ballads and anthemic classics. Or something like that anyway. They’re also jolly clever.
When you chuck in a sneak peek inside the new aircraft carrier at Rosyth, further news of Shrek’s views on the independence referendum and a whole raft of other wonderful tales it is quite possible you may just be left musing: “My word, what an exceptionally good read that all sounds.”
And if you are indeed musing along those exact lines, then I must tell you you are quite right. It really is great stuff.
Don’t feel like a fool, read The Courier and be cool. In short please do be sure to snap up Thursday’s Courier. It might just be the best decision you ever make (I admit that may be a long shot). Failing that (ie if you can’t or won’t buy the print version) why the heck not try our digital edition?