Day 139 - The Buckinghamshire

After yesterday's exertions, my wrist decided that it needed a rest. This meant that I wasn't able to play in the Men's match versus Remedy Oak, but sent Lawrence Junior in my place. He was delighted to play - and almost certainly acquitted himself better than his father would have done.

So, instead of playing golf, Kathryn and I decided we would go and watch some. Our Head Pro had kindly made available some tickets for the European Ladies Masters, being played at The Buckinghamshire. Today was the last day and we decided to head over there.

Traffic on the M25 was surprisingly busy for midday on a Sunday, but at least this gave me a chance to test out one of the Tesla's more interesting features: the intelligent cruise control. This works a dream, slowing the car down automatically (even to a full stop if required) in traffic whilst also accelerating to the speed set and keeping the programmed distance from the car in front. Memo to self: must be careful not to become too reliant on this!

It was fun walking around the course at The Buckinghamshire, not least because I had actually played the course myself and could just about recall what I had scored on each hole.  We started off watching the group with Charley Hull, but they were desperately slow and so decided instead to move forwards and watch the three ball with Laura Davis in it.

She was anything but slow! Marching ahead of the other players after every shot and displaying a no-nonsense approach throughout. Others took drivers or woods off the tee, but she mostly stuck with her 3 iron, sending it an impressive distance down the fairway. Also noteworthy was her short game: we saw two up-and-downs out of greenside bunkers that any pro, anywhere, would have been proud of. Just before we joined her, she had even managed a hole in one but, despite this, still ended up some 5 holes back: too little, too late!

It was a fun afternoon out though: so much more useful for we amateurs to see the splendid timing and rhythm of these lady golfers than trying to learn anything from most modern male golf pros, who can hit the ball so much harder than we shall ever manage...