Alan Clifford
Well-known member
You just did it yourselfI'll give it 2-3 more posts, tops, before the discussion turns into how stupid the rule is that you cannot wear what color socks you want. Obviously countered with "their club, their rules".
You just did it yourselfI'll give it 2-3 more posts, tops, before the discussion turns into how stupid the rule is that you cannot wear what color socks you want. Obviously countered with "their club, their rules".
J
For women: "Shorts and skirts must be no more than 13cms above the knee" (what intrigues me is how they came up with that exact measurement!)
It probably started out as 5 inches but thought that specifying 12.7 centimetres was ridiculous but 13 centimetres was not. And by doing that, they changed the rule just because they changed the measurement system. The work of total nut jobs.
My wife had a few lessons at an average, and at the time almost bankrupt, golf club in South Wales. The pro suggested that she and her friend tried the clubhouse afterwards for a drink, clearly doing his bit to keep the club solvent.
An old boy walked past, tapped her foot with his, said “no trainers”.
She didn’t take up golf.
Aye the friendly welcome. Be crying into his pint when the developers move in on his beloved courseMy wife had a few lessons at an average, and at the time almost bankrupt, golf club in South Wales. The pro suggested that she and her friend tried the clubhouse afterwards for a drink, clearly doing his bit to keep the club solvent.
An old boy walked past, tapped her foot with his, said “no trainers”.
She didn’t take up golf.
My wife had a few lessons at an average, and at the time almost bankrupt, golf club in South Wales. The pro suggested that she and her friend tried the clubhouse afterwards for a drink, clearly doing his bit to keep the club solvent.
An old boy walked past, tapped her foot with his, said “no trainers”.
She didn’t take up golf.
How to run a business.............notReminds me of when my wife wanted to meet me at the club for lunch after a round. Asked the club what she would wear as she was not a golfer. Jeans, no, what about smart ones, no. OK so what do you expect her to wear for a quick sandwich and a coffee. Well she could wear a dress or a skirt and collared top. Needless to say that we went into town for lunch and she never set foot in the clubhouse and I went in less and less as I went elsewhere to have lunch with my wife.