Dancing on the ceiling

After a hectic few weeks of golf things have started to settle back into a normal routine so the last few weeks have given me the chance to do some social events. 

One of the Senior gentlemen at the club has recently moved into an old pub in the centre of Willaston village, The house is called the Old red Lion and it dates from way back. We had a very enjoyable soiree and spent much time admiring the garden. Goodness they have done some work. I did search high and low for the bar without much success though!!

The next day our oldest grandson came to see whether he fancied joining the junior section of the golf club. It was good to have time with him, we had a bit of brunch  and his dad went home with all the paperwork necessary to get him on the list. Let's see how it progresses.

Last week the ex-Captains finally got to have a lunch together. This is the first time for at least 18 months that they have been able to do that. It was a very sociable event and one which will now be scheduled for October and January. It is always good to get the opinions of the senior club members and while they had a few gripes mostly the feedback on progress was positive.

Golf did then rear its head as I was invited to the Marston's corporate golf day. Marston's has become the club brewer of choice. I have been struggling though to get a decent amber ale on draught and thought it might be a good way of talking first hand with the rep to help achieve this. Sadly it seems the majority of members prefer the pale, lager-like ales which are locally brewed. I think this is all in poor taste but I seem to be fighting a lone battle. Consequently I am suggesting they get bottles of some decent beers and I will try those. It is a sad indictment of modern drinking habits that if I did not play golf there I would certainly not use it as a pub.

Limited beer choice was also in evidence when we went to Haydock Park races on Thursday. I must admit I did not expect a great real ale selection and my expectations were certainly met. The bar staff were all young people and were like rabbits in the headlights as they had never done a busy race day before and were the only staff the course could get as the hospitality sector struggles to find good quality staff.

None of this stopped us from having an excellent day celebrating a significant birthday with one of SWMBO's mates. One of her other chums who we lost track of after an ill-fated holiday in Turkey some years ago also appeared on Facebook with a new partner, so that may be an opportunity for the olive branch to be tendered. We shall see.

Then to last night when SWMBO and I attended a Motown concert at the Liverpool Grand Central Hall. The band and music were both entertaining but the venue was just amazing and is certainly a hidden gem about five minutes walk from Lime Street station. The organ is the oldest in the North West of  England and the range of events they run is very diverse with a boxing evening scheduled for tonight for example. We will certainly be looking to go again.