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Oh dear. I can’t be bothered

Posted on January 25, 2014 by

You’d never think it was winter. Windy, yes, but not exactly freezing.  And so many golfers out today. Wearing black. Littering the landscape like crows on a field. And here, inside our tree-house, our weekend-golfer-viewing gallery, it’s cosy, warm and … Continue reading →

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