Autumn Come Early?

There was a thick mist when we arrived on the first tee at 8.30 this morning, as the blip testifies. It would have felt quite Autumnal but for the fact it was already really muggy. An hour later we were baking hot under fierce blue skies.

We were joined by Chris, who was surprised when the sight of my tee shot on the 11th disappearing into the bunker at the back of the green was greeted by cheers and celebrations from Phil, Henri & I as if I'd scored a hole in one.

We had to explain that in all the rounds we've played here over the years, this was the first time any of us had put a ball in that bunker, a fact which has become a standing joke. Much to everyone's surprise, I managed to get out of it at the first attempt.