Central Park

Last weekend Lee & Rachel came to stay at mine for a few days. Luckily for us the sun most definatley had his very best hat on too, and we spent a good deal of time just walking about relaxing an catching up on each others latest news.

so on saturday afternoon after a little bit of breakfast at the council cafe on the beach, we headed off for a game of crazy golf at the very testing and updated sandbanks course. Up till hole no.6 it was all very close until Lee had a slip up on crazy craters, the game was now up for the taking. Then after some bad advice from Lee - something about aiming with your elbows?? - Rachel’s game also took a knockback and it seemed the home team was going to be taking all the trophies. However, then somehow Lee, along with his elbow technique, began a full on charge for the lead.

Along came my own worst hole Versuvus, which took me 5 shots to conquer, Rach 10 shots, with Lee calmly sinking his ball in 2, strolling onto the next wondering what the fuss was all about. Like all good games it aint over until the 90th minute or the last over, or in this case the 18th hole. Rachel plonked her ball straight into the club house in 1, myself in 6, and lee decided he wanted to try an put his ball into orbit first, bouncing it all over the course narrowly avoiding all the compettitive Dads an puzzeled kids.

The game finished Lee 1st with 55, Me 2nd on 56 and Rach on 65 in 3rd, who i believe is filing a law suit against Lee because of poor advice halfway through.