The Boy had a couple of guest tickets to the PGA Golf Championships, and was keen to have a look at the course. My initial plan had been to inhabit TWC’s sofa with a good book or three, but Reader I accompanied him. Despite a waterlogged course, and horrid bitey insects I’m glad I did:
- I had a nice walk – the course was built in the 1920s and so there are lots of mature trees etc. It was a bit like Bedgebury Pinetum in places.
- The people watching – all types, all ages. I especially enjoyed a family of ladies all clad in the same pale, lime green and two Sikh chaps with their pinstriped trousers tucked into their black business socks.
- It was lovely seeing The Boy so happy, striding around fulminating about golf course design.