Just back from the golf course -

It has been a strange old morning so far. Woke up after a scary dream in which I was going to a football match from a local tube station with my younger daughter (who rarely comes to games with me) and then the dream jumped to Wembley Park. Despite going to the game at the Stadium we were walking away from the ground against the crowds. We got separated as it was so busy and I lost Amy.

I woke up in a real panic at 5.35am, tried to get back to sleep again but failed as Mrs KC had turned over, nicked all the duvet and started to snore.

It was still dark at this time. I went down stairs to watch the Sky Plus of the football league show, saw it had messed up and was very peed off.

Yesterday we didn?t go to the game as we had too many family things to do and my elder daughter had a golf competition at her club. I went to pick her up and I saw her play down the 18th at 6.00pm. It was getting very dark and as we walked back to the car I noticed that her Calloway driver head cover was missing, and she told me that she thought she had dropped it on the 16th or the 17th hole. It was too dark to search so I wrote it off.

So, as it was now 6.00am and getting light, I thought I would go and have a look for the head cover at the golf club. There was little chance that it would have been picked up as there was only one group behind them so I drove down to an alley entrance which leads into a path that bisects the course, and runs close to the 16th and 17th holes.

A five minute walk and I was on the path by the 17th, which is a long par three, 200+ yards and I know Gemma would have hit a driver off the tee. The course was still deserted in the dawn light, there was dew on the ground, birds singing and it was a cool crisp morning. In the distance I saw a blue blob just off the fairway, by a tree around thirty yards from the green. There it was!!

I walked back to the car victorious, and very pleased with myself.

I then had to overcome the usual obstacle that tends on appear on Sunday morning at 6.30am, a batty old woman with excitable yappy dog that gets aggressive and tries to bite strangers. Not good at the best of times, but walking down the narrow alley to my car, this was a real challenge as the dog was snarling, the old dear was not impressed to see a stranger walking towards her in a confined space. The Mutt was her only protection.

Somehow I skipped round the dog in a sort of jump/dodge which alarmed the old dear more than the dog, got back in the car and was home again.

Gemma was very surprised and impressed that she had her head cover back.

Posted By: KentonCanary, Mar 14, 08:07:43