This morning I was reminded of just how badly I can play golf when there’s a scorecard to be completed. Basically my brain turns to mush, hand to eye coordination vanishes and a deep depression descends over the patch of green I’m trodding and then follows me faithfully for hours. Actually, it’s still hanging around late at night. I think the technical term for this state is aaaaaaarggh!
The rest of the day was a write off.