Aggghhh kiss any spare time you had away,
I was a member up the coast for a while and love it.
Even flew down to melb to watch tiger play a few years back (the last time he won an event) pre marriage crisis.
My advice drive for show, put for dough.
If you want to get good go for a lesson or ten.
Do it now before you get adjusted to your bad habits.
I have clubs & used to play in Perth a bit, but since moving to Melbourne I’ve played once. partly due to not having a car, partly because good golf weather is also good riding weather!
moving to a new place tmrw opposite northcote golf course though, so I might play a little more soon…
Pretty much hit the nail on the head right there. I used to play the infernal game, bike riding and water pursuits took over but I quite like whacking a bucket of range balls now and again.
occasionally me and my students walk down plenty road to the bundoora driving range. i have a standing bet with them: if all of them combined hit the bins more than me, i have to buy them all ice creams.
You sounds like an awesome teacher Brendan, it sounds like you really love what you do and have a good moral going on with them. My wife started teaching kinder this year, she was freaking out to begin with but now she is good. She has had a few tough years teaching, she lost a student in her first year due to an illness which has hit her pretty hard. Teachers don’t get enough respect for what they do, and the ones that go out of their way to give the kids a reason to go to school should be rewarded.
Anyway, golf:
I don’t really like it, but I do like a quick game of pitch n putt, have you got that down in Melbourne? Basically the longest hole would be just over 100m.
my kids don’t tend to die. i’d imagine that would be pretty rough indeed. mine go to jail instead.
anyways, golf! i haven’t played a proper round in years, but i get the impression there’s going to be some healthy / unhealthy competition on the links prior to my brother’s wedding in a couple of weeks. uncles, siblings, dads… it’s going to be on.
(Bus driver story before golf talk)
My old high school bus driver used to buy everyone easter eggs 3 days before easter, as it increased his chances of getting eggs back from his passengers. The bus driver was also my Grandparents neighbour, so the weeks following easter I would have my Grandpa bragging about how many eggs he had been eating everytime he went to Brian’s to do farm related things. I thought it was a genius idea!
never got into it, but recovering lost balls and reselling them to the pro shop funded many a early teenage adventure.
i was also playing up near lakes entrance (NSW) when the Newcastle earth tremor hit… my brother was actually putting as the ground shook (i kid you not). we thought a plane must have crashed, or a large building demolished somewhere nearby to make the ground rumble.
did play some golf when i was in my mid teens. used to live 50m from the local course. handicap of 28 + left handed slice. probably haven’t played since 2003 or so. wouldn’t mind a game every now and then…