Day 331 - Sock Drawers

When we woke up this morning, we could hear the pitter patter of gentle raindrops outside the bedroom window. Hmm may be a problem for the golf later on.. 

And then, by the time that the coffee had brewed and the toast toasted, the real rain had arrived. It absolutely chucked it down! It looked to be raining so hard that the pool was in danger of over-filling. This went on for an hour or so before it started to improve. 

At this point the emails started flying and all these fair-weather golfers out here opted instead to sort through their sock drawers... We had been due to tee off at 11:45 and, of course, by then the sun was out....

Fortunately, three of us were getting itchy clubs by the early afternoon and met up for a game at 2 pm. John just wanted to practise but Henry took up my challenge of a match play game. Feeling (over)confident, I suggested that we play off scratch (ignoring the 4 shot delta in our handicaps). 

Big mistake. He played very, very solid par golf over the first nine after which I found myself 4 holes down...  By now, the sun was truly out and the course had drained wonderfully meaning that everything was set for a great afternoon.

Unfortunately, everybody else had the same idea and all those sock-drawer sorters had come out to play: all three courses were packed!  Given that we had charged around our first half in just under an hour and a half, this was not good news. In fact, things ground to such a halt that I had to pack in after 12 holes to get home in time for our evening's plans. I did have to concede the match though and now owe Henry a drink next time we meet up. 

In the evening, we went around to friends Ralph and Michelle for supper and a casual game of bridge afterwards. After the Armageddon-like weather of the morning, it says something about the climate here that we spent the whole evening outside...