The Golf Police

Golfers know how to wrap up against the elements. I put on two pairs of thick warm socks and my thermals. A lightweight fleece followed and I tucked a hand warmer in my pocket. I pulled my hat down over my ears and then put the kettle on.

The boiler is being replaced and it necessitates both the back and front door open wide. The open loft hatch allows the biting air to circulate more effectively. Micky-two-sugars and Kev-strong-and-black need more caffeine. It is a golfing day but the Golfing Gods have smiled and outside it is lashing with rain and the gale force winds whip through the trees taking branches with the leaves. Tough as they are, I cannot see the Swindlers venturing out in these conditions. We have had our foolhardy moments. continue reading…

A famous physicist and mathematician once said “To travel hopefully is better than to arrive”. I  often travel in hope.The platform was cold and windy, the train cancelled. We stood. We waited. We froze.  The train appeared but it failed to stop.  The driver had obviously been doing his Sudoku or eating a Big Mac. We saw the red brake lights before the train headed off up the track. The driver carried on with his Sudoku. Things were not looking good. It was Sunday and I had tickets for the theatre. I should have been at home doing chores. I travelled alone. continue reading…