It was one of those Irish Tuesdays today being Monday, when the geriatric golf day was moved by a day to make way for a private function tomorrow. As my good friend Peter Murphy kindly drove me, with a name like that, I hope he will forgive the politically incorrect reference to the Irish.
This was my first visit, to the Tuesday geriatric club, since the beginning of May, a week or so before I broke my leg and it was great to be back and to see many of the old gang again, although for some odd reason there were fewer than usual, despite the beautiful weather.. I suspect many will turn up tomorrow having not to checked their diaries!. I rode around with Griggsy, in fact he actually played and I drove him in his buggy, despite my hands and arms not functioning as freely as I would have liked, Â I managed, after a fashion.
Once I was at a club I used my gutter frame, which was okay Â when I was inside but did not function at all Â well on the gravel drive outside. However, I am having it adapted with 6 inch rubber wheels to replace the small hard plastic ones, which should make it usable both indoors and out.