Day 96 - A quickie at Warringah

Posted by Jamie on 7 April 2010 | 0 Comments | Tags: , ,

1 hour 45.  To play 18 holes.  Mustâ??ve been our quickest yet.  And without running too.  Think thatâ??s roughly 6 minutes per hole, give or take a few seconds.  I.e. 1 unit per hole, in the old money (lawyer time).  

The imperative this week, as we have foreshadowed in recent days, is to spend As Much Time As Possible with our lovely, tolerant, benevolent girlfriends, whoâ??ve flown across from Wellington to share a week of puregolf2010 with us in Seedny.  So golfâ??s taken a back seat, as you can imagine.  Like...the back seat in a Chrysler Grand Voyager â?? behind the first back seat, 10 feet from the driver.  Way back.  You get the picture.

Warringah jumped onto our itinerary recently when the girls decided (i.e. we were told) the plan was to stay in Manly for a couple of nights, where a dear friend of theirsâ?? resides.  Itâ??s close by, and a nice wee track to boot.  Perfect.  

Problem was we didnâ??t go to the trouble of finding out in advance where exactly it was, and Google Maps on my iPhone deserted us in our time of need.  No internet credit â?? wbat a drainer.  So Goldy drove around the side streets of Manly for half an hour while I did my Level Best to top up said phone.  Which was a struggle, to say the least.  At 6.45 am, I might add.

Eventually we got to Warringah â?? which should never have been such a mission â?? and chopped it down the 1st (sans practice swing).  A nonchalant greenkeeper (who was a dead ringer for the lead singer from dDub, a chap called Derek from memory) stared from the green back at me, as I was lining up my sand wedge approach, then began mowing the green from back to front before I struck it.  Obviously he either trusted me completely to hit it stiff, or was stoned.  I still donâ??t know which.

The front 9 passed us by very quickly, and swung very much in my favour (think I picked up 10 skins in the first 5 holes, courtesy of a few birdies and a few residual skins carried over from the day prior).  Then Mick began something of an onslaught and things just went wrong from my end.  Putts lipped out; drives hit paths and kicked sideways; trees got in the way, as they have been known to do.  15-14 it ended up.  Which is far closer than it shouldâ??ve ended up.  Golf, â??innit.  

No sooner had we finished 18 holes in what-must-be-dam-near-record-time than we found ourselves sitting on Palm Beach (aka the beach from Home & Away, that ghastly Aussie soap that the girls ruin their brains with each Sunday morning omnibus styles).  Oh dear.  The beach, at least was nice; and they happened to be filming an episode while we sat on the beach, some 15 or 20 metres away (the girls'll be watching every show for the next 2 years, to see if they can see themselves looking very subtle in the background).  I got no kick out of the experience, to be honest â?? but the girls did, and thatâ??s what matters.  That's the party line.

Itâ??s been one of the blurrier days of 2010.  Iâ??m not sure quite what happened, or whether it even happened to me.  All I know is that we played some golf, very quickly (and rather indifferently), and now weâ??re in Manly again with our better halves.  Itâ??s also my 4th anniversary today, so I better excuse myself and share a nice glass of wine with Angela.  My apologies.

JP

P.S. no photos because we played so dam quickly.

P.P.S.  speed golf on Friday at Woolhara - 9 holes, par 28, it's gonna be QUICK!  My money's on sub-30 minutes.

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