So our last day in Norn Iron for a wee while. We are back to the Merse Stena HSS always permitting tomorrow. Had my last game of golf this morning and was just early enough to beat snake killer and beautiful dreamer to the first tee on the Annesley Course (MPBUI). No sign of trolley follower until at the fifth he appeared from nowhere in front of me having I suspect walked straight out from the club house to steal a march on the early golfing afflicted. He was in danger of severely holding me up as his battery (or at least the trolley's) started to run down and refused the hill at the sixth. His drive had also refused the hill and ended up in a very colourful gorse bush followed by very colourful language. He reluctantly waved me through with very clenched teeth (don't try that at home) and I saw him still there on my way back thrashing the vegetation with a large sand wedge. No way was he going to give up the search whilst Stalker and his Alsatian ball finder were hovering in the vicinity-if there is one thing worse than losing your ball it is someone else finding it and this one had looked nearly new-perhaps his wife's Christmas present or millennium gift. I silently wished him luck and tried to put a mental jinx on Stalker and his large dog-they were obviously prepared for a long wait and were unwrapping their sandwiches-although I couldn't be sure exactly what Stalker was eating. I know Ally is partial to Cat and lettuce.
Next week to Duns. If I am spared.
