It was a sunny morning, a little before 8 AM, on the first hole of a busy course, and I was beginning my pre-shot routine, visualizing my upcoming shot when a piercing voice came over the club house loud speaker,

'Would the gentleman on the woman's tee please back up to the men's
tee please!'

I could feel every eye on the course looking at me.

I was still deep in my routine, seemingly impervious to the
interruption.
Again the announcement, 'Would the man on the woman's tee please back
up to the men's tee please!'
I simply ignored the guy and kept concentrating, when once more the
man, yelled, 'Would the man on the woman's tee please back up to the
men's tee please!'

I finally stopped, turned, cupped my hands and shouted back....
'Would the a**hole with the microphone kindly keep quiet and let me
play my second shot!

As I get older I find that everyday life is much of a muchness, for me at least, that’s O K.

Some times something nice happens, a different day, and, very occasionally, a very very nice thing occurs.

It was last Wednesday, as usual I was at Hazels house, when she said, “Will you come over tomorrow?”.

Now that is unusual, Thursday is my day off, well, it gives time for my screwdrivers, gardening tools and paint brushes to cool down, “What for” I said.

“I have some friends coming for dinner, nothing fancy, and I would like you to be there”. She said.

“Who are they”?

“Old friends that now live in France, haven't seen them for years”

“Of course I will” says I.

Thursday at 2 o’ clock I arrive at Hazels, she is just back from the shops with bags of food, food and more food. Whilst I was trying to close the fridge door with my foot I said, “How many years since you saw them?”. “About 14” she says. “ Have they been starving since then?” I ask.

About 5 pm the door bell rings, “Will you answer it?” she says. “No” I say, “It’s your friends, they won’t know me from Adam”.

Hazel walks to the front door and I wait to be introduced at the end of the hall, she opens the door and in walks the lady, she and I are twenty foot away from each other, I think to myself, I know that face, I’ve met her before.

Of course I have, not for 5 years, it’s my sister.

June and her husband David, had, with the connivance of one of my daughters in law, Hazel and Hazel’s son who had brought them from their hotel decided to make a surprise visit from their home 450 miles away in Worthing.

As I say, occasionally a very very nice thing occurs and you realise that there are those that care about you.

Yes, sometimes life is wonderful.