Day 28 - Mothering Sunday

Mothering Sunday is the fourth Sunday of Lent. Traditionally, it was a day when children, mainly daughters, who had gone to work as domestic servants were given a day off to visit their mother and family... At least that is what we were taught at school. 

And it must be part of the reason why the car park at the golf club was empty when I got there at 7:45 this morning. The other reason soon became obvious: the East wind was still blowing, there was rain in the air and it was c o l d!

I had the Captain's starting slot at 8:45 for the first time. It all started quite brightly with a stone dead birdie on 3, but after the turn the wheels came off... My brief spell as a single figure golfer has now ended: 10 days at 9.4 and now back to 9.5, but nobody can ever take away the fact that I have been there!

Time for a quick pint after the golf, then we battled up the A3 to Clapham.  A Mothering Sunday lunch with les enfants, tea and cake in front of the rugby and thence to the cinema to see the latest Will Smith vehicle "Focus".  Diverting but not worth a special trip was the family's conclusion; it was fun to see plenty of shots of Buenos Aires though...