Pretty it may be, but I booked Thursday and Friday as holiday to play golf for the first time in two years or so. Once again, to roughly paraphrase one Edmund Blackadder, it would seem I am forever fated to step in the cowpats of the devill's own satanic herd.
If I was to play golf at would have needed orange balls and quite possibly full mountain walking kit. Perhaps next year!
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