Today was a family golf day: my wife Kathryn and son Andrew joined me for a three ball at Burhill. We were a bit time constrained due to a late lunch date so made our best efforts to tee off promptly. As things turned out, we couldn't have timed it better as we were on the tee at 09:00 just after the two-ball slots were finishing.
Kathryn wasn't sure that she could finish the round so AJ and I decided to have a father/son competition. Not that it was much of a match: he started of par, par, par and then carried on with much of the same. An outrageous birdie putt from 40ft by me on the 12th gave me some hope as I got the game back to 2 down but this didn't last very long as he hot a towering iron onto the par-3 13th on our Old Course to 12" from the pin... Dang....
After that it was all over bar the question of who would actually win the back nine - and I am afraid that his finishing stretch of 5 pars in a row were too much for me. All of this meant that he had completed his round in 75 shots - very impressive given the weather conditions: some wind and a wettish course, with no roll at all.
A few weeks ago, I had been playing and I asked someone how their round was. The answer was "It was like the Second World War, Out in 39 and Back in 45"! Well, today, I achieved a mirror image of the War - 45 on the front nine and 39 on the back... not too bad but not a patch on Lawrence Junior.After the game, we hot-footed it for a late lunch at friends locally. We were treated to a real feast and it wasn't until after 6 pm that we left the table, sated and happy. Andrew's friend Nathan entertained us with pictures and videos from his first term as an officer cadet at Sandhurst. It all looked great fun, but absolutely exhausting...!
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