One hates to be smug but it is very satisfactory to have played good golf on a glorious morning visualising all those post Bank Holiday commuters trudging to work, stuck in jams, crushed together on the buses, trains and tubes contemplating a day of drudgery indoors with only a flickery compuer screen for solace. Follow the disgruntled commuter link to see what I mean.Smugger still and smugger let our bounds be set as we take off into the heart of the Mournes for a walk and a picnic. The neo Fishes are talking about dreadful weather to come so
carpe diem as the Romans had it and get cracking. As for the sea it is most un Newcastle like. Glassy calm this morning and even this brash town looking attractive. Not quite the Bay of Naples perhaps. But much nicer than that.
