Day 208 - Yellow Peril

Early doors this morning: never sure about the traffic on a Monday morning and anyway wanted to get up to wish my son goodbye as he headed off to Warwick. Arrived at the Club in plenty of time for my tee off at 08:20.  Today was a Vets "Yellow Ball Competition" - teams of three, drawn to make the handicaps roughly equivalent, with 2 scores to count on every hole.  Simple... except that, on every hole, one player had to use a yellow ball in turn and this person's score had to be one of the two counting.

I was playing with Hugh and Brian and we had a very pleasant game. It was not made any easier by the capricious nature of the weather: one minute torrential rain and only a few seconds later, a warm sun. This meant endless changing of outer gear and umbrellas going up and down (like a whore's drawers...). 

We were further disadvantaged by the fact that the yellow ball with which we had been issued had homing tendencies: it looked for and found sand whenever it was hit! This made life difficult for us and we knew when we handed in our scorecards that we were unlikely to appear in the winners' circle - and we were correct!  There were some fine scores out there and we were never really in the running. It was though a fun morning, followed by a lazy lunch.

Which finished just in time for me to get out onto the other course for another 18 holes!  This time, I was playing with Colin Mayes, the CEO of BGL. He and I had tried twice earlier to fix a time to play together and I think we were going to go out today whatever the weather. As it turned out, we had timed it perfectly to miss the rain, though we had found a very windy afternoon instead. We had a fun 18, barely seeing a soul, and chatted away about a whole myriad of issues. I just managed to keep my nose ahead in the match we played... but have already decided that tomorrow is a day off!