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Monday 20 July 2009

Sunday

I always seem to enjoy watching the Open when I'm here on the West Coast. I get up early, full of anticipation, looking forward to 5 hours of solid golf on TV (albeit interspersed with many adverts). It's (normally) all over by about 10:30 am local time, so there's still the whole day in front of us. This time it was a little longer because of the play-off, but we still had plenty of time to do whatever we wanted - in this case, there were no plans so Scott and I headed off to Dutcher Creek for a round of golf.

To keep things interesting (and slightly competitive) I've been keeping our scores this year on a stableford basis - now I know that's double Dutch to most of you, but what it means is that if I give Scott the maximum handicap of 28 and I play off my real handicap (9), we each score points at each hole depending on our respective handicaps. I did this last Saturday at Myrtle Creek and Scott beat me by one point overall. Yesterday, after 9 holes I was miles ahead, but Scott had a terrific back nine (actually holes 1-9) and beat me again overall. In fact, even forgetting handicap, his gross score of 41 for the last 9 holes was pretty good. We tried to go to the Laughing Clam for a quick beer afterwards, but it was shut so we nipped down to Wild River brewery and Scott showed off his card:

We decided to go out for dinner to Summer Jo's. They weren't quite ready for us when we got there so we had a wander round their garden. The Lesinas posed for Jo for a family photo:


Back at Delsie Drive, I hadn't previously noticed that one of my old Partick Thistle strips had been hung up by Cade on his bedroom wall:


Today I was planning to head to Medford early on to pick up a new set of glasses I ordered last Wednesday, but Scott has just phoned to suggest leaving it until tomorrow as he can get the afternoon off and we can go and play golf down Medford way and pick up the glasses whilst we're down there. I guess we'll just have another lazy day at home today then - that would please the boys anyway.

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