All sorts to look forward to..

Golf Day

I have mixed emotions about the upcoming weekend. Friday is the Sunbury Cricket Club Golf Day, followed by the Player’s Supper in the evening. This is always a great day, the golf is played in good spirits, unless of course you are paired with Mickey ‘O, a crazy, big moustached, very grumpy 3rd XI player. The Player’s Supper is usually drunken, indeed I can remember getting drunk for the first time there as a fourteen year old, before being sick all over Adam’s lounge carpet. Looking back, that wasn’t my finest hour. So of course I’m looking forward to Friday, a chance to show my putting skills in the day, before smartening demonstrating that I can now hold my bacardi breezers.
It seems that while I do very little in the week, my weekends are always busy, maybe that’s because everyone else works in the week. In fact, that is definitely why. As usual, I have football in the afternoon, although this week I fear we will be away from home. Then, to the big event. 8pm. Rugby World Cup Final. England vs South Africa. I cannot wait. The William Web Ellis trophy at stake. I have always liked that name, it is a good name for a cup, it sounds very important, so much so that I m going to find out who William Web Ellis was. Ah, he is credited as the inventor of Rugby, thanks very much Wikipedia, I should have known he wasn’t a great Nordic ice-skating champion. Whether England win or lose, Maz is having a party in the evening, he is turning 24. To me that sounds old and I will certainly let him know that. So, as I mentioned, it is a busy weekend. But back to those mixed emotions, this weekend marks a year since I broke up with Holly. No I am not a sad-case who counts the weeks; I just remember that we broke up the same weekend as the Player’s Supper, this time last year. To be honest I still look back on this with some regret, but at the moment, I m not quite ready to talk to you about it. Maybe a few more glasses of Red wine and I’ll open up. Anyway, it seems that that ship has well and truly sailed, and as such I need to stop mentioning it. Even so, I know that I’ll be thinking about it this weekend. OK, I know, I won’t mention it again. Nevertheless I am looking forward to the weekend. Tomorrow I think I might pay a cheeky visit to the driving range, just to brush up on my approach play! More likely I need to hit a few balls, in order to avoid scuffing my first Tee shot either into the trees, the river, or missing it altogether. Anyway, I’ll let you know how it goes, I’ m sure you literally cannot wait.