Today was always going to be a tough day with first a 36 holes foursomes match planned and then 9 holes of greemsomes, followed by supper... would I survive?
We met up with the Seniors Society at Burhill for our return match (we drew previously in their home fixture at Woking). Today, I was paired with John, against two charming gentlemen by the name of David and Roger. The latter was the low handicap player, so I was even to receive a shot, which is always a good start. As it turned out, shots were the last ting we needed: John and I played good, steady, down-the-middle golf and holed a few putts, whilst our opponents didn't... We were soon 4 holes up and then the rain started, on around the 9th hole. And it didn't stop. We were getting less and less enthusiastic about proceedings, until a fine par by us on the 14th meant that we had won by 6&4 (or 2&1 as we reported it to Douglas later...) and could make a speedy dash for home.
A long and pleasant lunch followed. We were seated looking out across the New Course and could see that the rain was still falling unremittingly. It soon became apparent that no-one present was up for the second 18 of foursomes and the match was closed, with Burhill winning by 3 to 2.
As we left, I looked out of the window and realised that we had certainly done the right thing: there were pools of water appearing on the 18th green and the rabbits were lining up two by two.... never a good sign!
Home for a brief zizz, then back to the Club again but this time only for dinner as the golf component of the evening's festivities had also been cancelled due to the weather. We did though have an extreme;y pleasant Italian-themed dinner and returned home just before 11 having had a splendid evening. Now we need some sun for tomorrow...
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