VAMOS.

Rafa Nadal has departed the scene after his defeat to Dustin Brown, disappointing members of the British press who wondered if he would stay on a while in the big house he has been renting with his mother and sister. "I don't have more work here in London," said the Mallorcan. "So if you want to use the house it is going to be free tomorrow"

DOING the bouncy. On the subject of apartments, US player Madison Keys has been hanging out by the pool at the house of her coach Lindsay Davenport, which clearly is owned by a family with children. "I was over there once," she said. "I think I might go over there for the trampoline."

PESKY things, families. They are always stealing your clothes, particularly Madison's sisters. "Somehow, even not living in the same house, my clothes still go missing," a bemused Keys said. If it is any consolation, the younger diarist experiences something similar with his socks.

MORE random house guests. Aljaz Bedene, the British No 2, has been staying at Wimbledon this year with Tessa Wyatt, the ex-wife of Tony Blackburn. His girlfriend Kimalie is also an aspiring musician, who plans to release a pop demo next year. Anyway, now for some Bachman Turner Overdrive ...

IT isn't just pop stars who naturally gravitate towards the glamour of Wimbledon. Devotees of the round ball game will have noticed soccer superstars Adam Lallana and Andriy Shevchenko in attendance at SW19 this year. The Royal Box is always choc full on the middle Saturday, which has been christened sportsman's Saturday. Scott McDonald, who spent last season at Motherwell, was here also. He was here on helicopter Sunday.

SIR Terry Wogan was the most well known name in the Royal Box on Day 5. As far as your diarists are concerned, the real star guest was Nick Bitel, the chief executive of the London Marathon and chair of Sport England. In a previous existence Bitel was a lawyer specialising in sports and drugs litigation, who once took up the cudgels on behalf of Scots sprinter Dougie Walker. "Call me any time," Bitel said the first time we phoned him to ask about his involvement. So many people who say that do not mean it, but he did. Any time, any place - as we found out next time we phoned him. "HELLO! IT'S NICK!" he barked in a fair imitation of Dom Joly doing his giant mobile phone gag. There were sounds of splashing and shouting all around, so we replied: "Hi Nick. Are you sitting beside a swimming pool somewhere?" "NO!" he roared. "IT'S THE MEDITERRANEAN! I'M IN IT!", then, despite being buffeted by the waves, answered all our questions.