I remember it well this woman refused to break her grip on me she was going for the big O . I had just had mine OH ! hell blokes coming I'am off, still she refused to let go . I knew I was good
but never knew I was great till then . Broke free and was off like a rabbit.
A good while later met
and knew she was the one I wanted to marry there was just something different about her quiet disciplined ways she set about changing me
. Dad pulled me to one side "I want a word with you son " gave me the bible thumping 10 commandments ( HIS ) . I thought I was going out with his daughter . Even on the big day he could not wait to send me off to church dont know why there was never a dull moment in the house . I changed from a Terry Collier to a Bob Ferris ( The Likely Lads ) But now and then the Terry still pops out only to say hello .
HATE THE GAME was only a young man in my 20s took a girl for a walk in a nice field near a beach in the summer lay in the grass ended up in some sand hole . When I hear several voices I looked up 2 or 3 blokes not a stones throw away trying to hit a hole with there balls . I was doing the same thing and about to get a hole in one when , I had to get up and run put me right of my stroke .
you try and run like this .
playing [quote=BobtheTrain]Nothing can beat a good game of golf.
You need to watch out for the sand!
I wonder if attitudes to golf is the same all over the world? There's a golf course in my village with a couple of public footpaths over it that go past the clubhouse. They are generally very snotty about people using the paths. As a contrast, when I was over in Australia last year, we walked regularly over my nephews local course at Mona Vale and the ladies playing there stopped their games to chat to us! So different....I could almost have joined them!
