Third time lucky?

It felt like a new dawn yesterday as I once more joined my chums on the links of Wallasey golf Club. All the winter work had been completed in isolation which meant more could be completed and the quality was first rate. It is unfortunate that the golf did not live up to the quality of the practise I had put in behind closed doors, but a three club wind may well have had something to do with that.

It was good to enjoy the banter, the weather and the surroundings for four hours or so, and I had a chance to use my new remote control trolley. That went very well apart from Marvin, his adopted name, going it alone down the second fairway when I had left the controller on the bag. Luckily it did not happen on the first hole or he would have ended up in our new boating lake!!

The political environment has taken on a calmer position too. We can almost step back and watch the EU shooting themselves in the foot over the AstraZenica virus. One which they first did not trust, then they changed their minds and now they are claiming a best efforts contract actually means best efforts as long as we are first. It has not made them look very smart where major deals are concerned.

We also now have the delights of watching a Scottish parliamentary election process which has turned from dull and predictable overnight to intriguing and enthralling over night. The two poisson grande of the Scottish political landscape, Salmon and Sturgeon will fight it out all over again on the stump. The Sturgeon is an endangered species so one should be careful as this could be the last one left in Scotland and may soon disappear for good.

Finally I am loving the new Suez crisis. It is amazing what huge impact such a minor incident can have, as clearly nobody did a risk assessment for just this eventuality. Luckily all the merchandise I have ordered for the golf crew is not dependent on ship transport to arrive but when there was mention of a potential toilet roll shortage I cannot begin to imagine what the Birkenhead Tesco was like!!

So more of the same on the golf course tomorrow with predicted winds much lighter and onward towards the next milestone in May. Most of the captaincy events are getting shifted to the middle of June and onwards so I need to get the miles in my legs to cope with that additional workload as well as the alcoholic shock to accompany it.  Fore!   

Car Park Arms

Waking up this morning was a bit strange. It is one of the few days I have thought 'what am i going to do today?' It is windy with rain in the air and most of the indoor DIY has been completed. SWMBO aka FLOW sadly had the funeral of one of her uncles to attend so I needed to kick start myself PDQ.

First thing is I thought I had fixed the washing machine which has been strolling round the utility room like R2D2, so why not test that out? All worked fine, tick. The wonder of locking nuts. Wine rack needed topping up from the delivery we had yesterday so that's done, another tick. Then I  had a result, India v England in a T20 to watch.

Then as if people knew my inner self, the phone began to ring, so suddenly its beer o'Clock time, and there was good news on that front today as Greene King announced that our two local pubs, The Shrewsbury Arms and Caernavon Castle will be opening from 12th April as car park beer gardens. The Carv is massive and should be a hoot. The Shrew has their car park on the other side of the road so punters and staff are going to have to be careful.

They are only following our lead as number 2 son and I have set up a Car Park Arms in the eh, car park, for some weeks now. We just need a pub sign of the wall!

The drinking scene was a discussion point amongst the inner sanctum at the golf club this week. we have appointed a new chef and front of house manager, and the thinking is that members will start to use the place more in the evenings as a local because they will be comfortable with the clientele. In a pub or bar you are more likely to get random's or out of towners which may make people feel a bit uncomfortable. anything which makes the club a busier environment will be great.

So the day has turned out to be fine and dandy, and there is rugby for the next two days as well as a tasty North London derby on Sunday. Only 12 more sleeps before the golf course opens too. In the meantime I must groove my swing and restore that muscle memory for the upcoming season.