The Weary Golfer

It was rather muggy and humid on this morning’s golf round and my playing partner Phil was looking a little weary as he trudged towards the 16th green, where Henri & I were waiting his arrival.

Typically, he hadn’t been able to resist fishing for balls in the hedges in the distance behind him, which tend to be magnets for wayward shots. Untypically, all three of us scored par 5s on one of the more difficult holes on the course.

This afternoon I had a pre-holiday haircut.