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4 May 2010
Geriatric golf day. Sunny but bitterly cold wind. I gave up after 13 holes were found I was doing more riding in Griggsy’s buggy than walking. 110/150 yards seems to be my limit before I needed a rest.
Dying to Live
Geriatric golf day. Sunny but bitterly cold wind. I gave up after 13 holes were found I was doing more riding in Griggsy’s buggy than walking. 110/150 yards seems to be my limit before I needed a rest.
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