NOT a new convert to golf

Despite her happy expression here, I don't think our 7-year-old granddaughter will be in a hurry to view The Open again. Her plump little legs were soon tired after trudging round a few holes, on top of walking to and from home, and mine were none too happy either by the time I returned her to her mother. Luckily, HH magically appeared at the door to collect me, having secured a lift from two friends of his sister's.