Showing posts with label Golf. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Golf. Show all posts

Thursday, 19 September 2024

Back in the swing of things...

Yesterday our friend Bob (below) organised a day out with a walk around the lake at St. Cyr  followed by lunch at the Golf club which overlooks it. Most of the 20+ participants did the walk but four of us played the nine hole course on site.  
It had been a long time since I'd played, so my expectations were low, I did however have few good shots and enjoyed Bob, Chris & Chris' company.









Wednesday, 17 September 2014

Boys and the black stuff...


Just back from a very enjoyable long weekend of golf in Tramore in southern Ireland. It's an event that started 20 years ago and this was the venue for our inaugural outing. I had gone on the first 13 outings but when we moved to France I sadly called an end to what were very enjoyable times with some great characters. When asked if I wanted to join them on their 20th anniversary trip there was always only going to be one answer. We stayed at the same hotel,played the same courses and even had the same mini-bus driver from 20 years ago! O'Shea's welcomed us like the prodigal sons - all 14 of us - and they even put up a prize for our last days golf.




One of the best aspects of these trips for me has always been the camaraderie of the group and although there have been changes in the groups make-up over the years there has rarely, if ever been a cross word. Considering the differences in backgrounds and upbringings...and loads of alcohol consumption...this is a credit to all of them. There is a great deal of banter (big Ian is the master) and you have to your thick- skin layer on but the results are often hilarious.



We were blessed with beautiful weather, as we have in so many other years and this along with the fabulous courses made the golf a pleasure even for someone who has only played a handful of times in the last six years!




A big thank you goes to my good friends Bert (right) for taking on the unenviable task of organising the trip and also to Iain ('Bo') (left) and Matt (below) who have been so much involved in the organizing of previous trips.


One scary part of the trip for me was it felt like it was only yesterday since we were last here!

Friday, 31 May 2013

A waste of a good walk...



Played golf on Monday at a very damp and 'tight' (trees) La Roche Posay. First time in 3 years...was as bad as I expected...reminded me of a little ditty I composed for a golf outing many years ago.
(To the tune of Oasis's 'Wonderwall')

Blunderball,

Today was going to be the day
That I would learn to follow through,
By now, I should have realised
That that was the thing to do.

I don’t suppose that anybody
Plays the game of golf the way I do.
And all the shots I hit today went winding
And none of them could be described as ‘blinding’

There are many swings
That I would like to show to you.
But I don’t know how.
But maybe, it’s gonna be the putts that save me
‘cause after all, there my blunderballs