I live next to a golf course at the moment, dodgy, seriously, you see balls bouncing down the road at times, one nearly hit me the other week in the garden, i'm amazed a window hasn't been put through yet. I have nothing against golf players, just shit golf players, i fucking hate them.
(, Mon 27 Aug 2012, 11:38, Reply)
each to their own and everything, but I simply can't fathom it
Back to overgrown moggys, if any of you are stuck for something to read today as rain taps at your window, I highly recommend this: Man-Eaters of Kumaon
(, Mon 27 Aug 2012, 11:56, Reply)
CaC.
(, Mon 27 Aug 2012, 11:57, Reply)
and wellies, my record is three shots onto the green and 37 subsequent underwater/ice logged putts. I left the ball in the hole, didn't want to get my arms wet. Soaked my brother in icy cold water while I was hacking away at it though. Good Times
Ed: /or wellies
(, Mon 27 Aug 2012, 12:04, Reply)
Hey Skel-bo, we sneaked on and attempted a game a few weeks back, it was pitch black though and very, very dangerous, i can still hear the sound of the ball as it whizzed by my head, inches from my head.
It was actually lots of fun, if only we'd had glow in the dark balls though.
(, Mon 27 Aug 2012, 12:10, Reply)
I've heard what people get up to on a golf course in the middle of the night. Never heard anyone admit to it before though...
(, Mon 27 Aug 2012, 12:15, Reply)
Nah, a friend tee'd off (is that the term?) whilst i was looking for my ball, his ball whizzed by my head, it was so close it scared the life out of me.
(, Mon 27 Aug 2012, 12:16, Reply)
we were having a sneeky pipe when one of my friends fell clean out the tree, he got hit in the forehead by a golf ball. It was fucking hilarious. Occupational hazard I guess.
(, Mon 27 Aug 2012, 12:50, Reply)