I played 9 holes of golf today at Mornington Golf Club which is the fancy name for Berhampore golf course.
The weather was ideal for golf being sunny but not too hot and wind free. Great.
Now I'm a bit of a hacker but there were three young guys ahead of me who looked like they were university students and who were hopeless. Bloody hopeless. Look, to give you an idea of how hopeless they were think of Tony and Richard playing golf. They were that hopeless.
I don't have a photograph of Richard playing golf - that's probably a treasured item at the Marton Golf Club - but the above photograph shows Tony, Mike and me sometime in the 1970s at Pauatahanui golf course. Mike was the best player and still is.
Anyway, after two holes the guys in front stopped and asked me if I wanted to play through. I declined and said I was just enjoying the sunshine and besides, I had friends who were much worse golfers than they were, They laughed and everyone was happy (except Richard and Tony if they'd been there I guess).
I enjoyed my golf and feel that I've made the right decision in joining this club as the views from the top of the hills were stunning. Of course I might think differently in August in a howling southerly.
I didn't lose a single golf ball but ... I didn't find any either. What's that about?
4 comments:
Actually, that was a better post than some we've read through lately.
A Mornington ride.
Rock em, roll em, ride em,
Out along the bay,
We're all bound for Mornington,
Many miles away.
Are you up for a game of golf sometime Robert?
Richard seems to be stuck in the 1960's listening to The Seekers so that rules him out. Regression I guess.
Does Kylie play?
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