Just a short blog here because I didn’t get one written yesterday, to say that the Langholm Open Seniors Golf Competition took place without yours truly even threatening to be among the prizewinners. I was present on the course but my swing was sadly somewhere else entirely. There were some consolations as both Dropscone and my regular golfing partner, Arthur were among the prizes. Arthur, in addition, had the distinction of being the oldest golfer on the course and winning his class.
On returning to the house, I cut both lawns to cheer myself up.
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Poor Tootlepedal, perhaps time to acknowledge you won’t make this year’s Ryder Cup team damn it. Hurrah for Dropscone and Arthur though.
I have dropped a note to Colin to say not to pick me with one of his wild cards. That’ll be a weight off his mind.