My last round of 2021 included a birdie. This may not rate as big news in the greater golfing world, but to me it’s hugely significant. In a lifetime of chasing the dimpled ball I doubt I have made 100 birdies.
For the record, the latest came on a par four, good drive, 6-iron to 25 feet, holed the uphill putt.
It is at moments like these, as the ball drops into the hole with the inevitability of another petrol price increase, that the game seems simple and fun and the best way a person could ever use their spare time.
For the record, again, on the back nine I played like an idiot and lost 4 & 2, retreating to the clubhouse muttering audible obscenities and declaring all over…