It almost felt like Spring had arrived in Tiverton. The sun shone, but unfortunately the wind still blew quite strong. Richard T produced the pathetic excuse that he was revising for a test, in Hong Kong.
So, Charlie and I drove off down the 1st, just ahead of a large society, at 8.30am. By noon we were done and dusted. It was an eventful round with some truly horrible golf being played. Charlie started with a hook and finished with a slice from the 18th tee to the 17th tee. I found bunkers aplenty and we both rummaged under the trees complaining that at Augusta at least they chop off the bottom 20ft of branches. But the sun shone.
Oh, and by the way, Charlie shot 10 pars, I hit 7 parsd and a birdie. Ourchipping and putting were supreme. As a result, Charlie's handicap is cut to 15.3 from 16.5 (he did score 85 - his best ever) while my handicap remains unchanged at 14.3 after a score of 89.
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