Tuesday, August 21, 2012


The actual ball...

It's hard to believe that almost 20 years ago to the day, I was standing on the par-three 6th tee of my beloved Brookmans Park Golf Club preparing to take my shot. 

It turned out to be one of the worst shots I had ever played. I completely thinned it and the ball left the club like an exocet misile. However, to my amazement, it clattered into the pin at a rate of knots and dropped like a stone straight into the hole, giving me my one and only hole in one!

We were playing in a Ladies Invitational Day attended by over 150 golfers and I remember my first thought was 'Oh No! This is going to cost me a small fortune' 

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