Day 169 - Saturday, June 18th, 2011

The day was entered into gently, with general potterage and faffage, before setting out in Al The Almera to Danny The Swede to collect my golf clubs, and usher him and Miss Brazil to brother Austin for an eye test. Luckily, I had collected Conquer upon the way so the requirement to dally was nil, and onwards we advanced in a southward direction. At some stage on our journey, it was decided that Newbridge Golf Club would be the end-destination. The torrential downpours did naught to put us off playing a round (in truth, they abated before the round's beginning).

Disaster nearly struck when the barman of the rather spartan clubhouse revealed that they were not in possession of a Laser/Visa machine, and that Cash Was King. We scraped together enough notes and coinage to gain us passge through the 18 holes, self-imposing a slight discount from the actual price, to which the barman failed to react negatively.

As per usual, my play was utterly appalling, going round in 132 shots, but the course was a pleasant one. Conquer refused to get dragged down, thankfully, posting a brace of birdies - huzzah! A beeline was made for The Fair City afterwards, and after dropping the Conch Shell off, 'twas off home to The Lighthouse for epic chillage.

Newbridge Wateriness

Contentment : 16 / 25
Excitement :    2.5 / 10
Memorability : 3 / 15

Overall Score : 43% (51st out of 169)