Yesterday we managed to play golf against all the odds. It didn't rain but was very wet under foot and very windy at times. Normally they wouldn't let the carts drive on it but it was a charity day that had already been cancelled once. I was playing in a team with 2 ladies who are in a cart (both over 80) so was expecting a phone call saying we couldn't play. I didn't play very well find it really difficult hitting on wet ground, the ball doesnt run much and I am not a big hitter so I need a bit of run plus its hard work pushing the buggy through the mud and around all the puddles. Our course is next to the sea which is lovely all the waves were very big and the top surfers were out and a photographer taking pictures. One guy was walking across the course with his board broken in 2. Big waves.
Lots of the ladies looked pretty shattered after the game so I didn't feel so bad. I really like one of my partners she has a really sharp brain, was a primary school teacher all her life. The other lady is smart but she is like that annoying 6 year old always bossing you around or reporting you to the teacher. I nearly said to the teacher one did you teach kids like her but I thought I better be quiet. I look around the room at us middle aged and old ladies and think really its the same bunch as kindergarten, the bossy girl, the sporty girl, pretty ones, the social butterflies etc. Don Juan says women are 4 types, the four winds. Like a mahjong game and the men are three types and a messenger. I think I should take more notice of the wind.
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