Sunrise was a searing crimson behind a mackerel sky. The omens were good — red sky in the morning, golfers performing.
About 20 of us turned up on the perfect autumn day and set out to improve our Eclectic scores. The course was looking immaculate and played as well as ever. There was still plenty of run on the fairways, the greens were holding and putting true. I played alongside Greg who went round in 75 with a birdie on the 10th. For me it was one of those days when it went hopelessly wrong or clicked perfectly. I blobbed six holes yet birdied three — not the first time I've had six blobs, but the first time I've ever had three birdies in the same round. But perhaps best of all was playing Greg for a beer on the 6th hole and winning. Beer never tastes better than when you've won it. When we got to the clubhouse it seemed many other players had also improved on many holes, so we will wait to see Roger's email to see how the table has changed. Mike Rawlings and Nick Trantom both had improvements but made the mistake of letting me see their cards — both their handicaps have been cut as a result. Good banter at the bar, shirt sleeves and shorts weather. . . great end-of-season fun.
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