Clubbing

A day of doing nothing much apart from reading the Sunday papers and lazing around and watching the Olympic highlights although I'm sure I've seen them all before, and nipping up the hill at 7.30pm to take a photo of the clouds blowing over the eighteenth hole. Fortunately this young guy was around to add a bit of interest.

He was a bit young to be allowed into the nineteenth hole. Probably closed by that time anyway.