David kindly offered to take us to his golf club for a round this morning. It was a beautiful day and the setting lovely, but half an hour in Dave must have been wondering what had possessed him… Paul & I still hadn’t made it to the green on the first hole…
It took about 40 minutes for us both to clock up a 13 for a par 4. Saving grace for David must have been that it was a quiet day and there was no one was behind us losing patience!
Paul’s own golf rules were slightly ‘original’:
He thought that where the ball landed didn’t necessarily hav
e to coincide with where you played it from… and his scoring on the 5th hole was ‘LOTS’ and for the 6th it was ‘LOTS+’ ?
Memories of games of pitch and putt decades ago – along with some friendly advice – did kick in eventually and we fared better; well a bit anyway. We managed a few reasonable shots and our putting wasn’t too embarrassing. We both really enjoyed it! Thanks David!