You can't keep a good man down

Woo-hoo, back in the vouchers again!

Saturday was the Cyril Bradshaw trophy at Mapperley Golf Club, the only one of our 'board' competitions that can be played off full handicap whatever it happens to be. Not that that matters to me anymore, being off 16 (swank). I don't know who Cyril was, or is, but I choose to believe that he was a fine club member who played for decades without ever quite managing to get his handicap below about 24, and so endowed a trophy that he and his mates could compete for. A reminder that a golf club is about much more than the scratch boys. This year won by a 26 handicapper who shot 89 for a nett 63.

However, despite having been viciously chopped to 16, I shot 84 for a nett 68. Level with second place but fifth on countback, and cut by another one to 15!

I chair The East Midlands Packaging Society, and we have a golf day on 5th October at Kedleston Park in Derby. It's a beautiful course and a subsidised bargain at £35 for the round, prizes and a two-course meal (let me know if you want to come and play!). Obviously, in the spirit of professionalism it was important to test it out so played with my Austrian friend Christian yesterday. I shot 87, which is exactly to my new handicap. We had to come off for a thunderstorm at one point. I was playing so well I even marked the ball.

In other news, Julie played in the ladies comp on Tuesday and shot a new record for her, 102. She's only just been playing for a year, and that was good enough to see her handicap down from 35 to 31 (the rest of the ladies had struggled, so CSS was a massive 76!).