Curls
Journeyman Pro
Did not want to see the sign outside Silk Willoughby (otherwise known as "Birdies") near Sleaford in Lincolnshire this weekend. Closing March 1st 2020. It is a great facility, easily the best range for miles with a little short game green pitching area (which is the photo in the link below) and a bunker to boot. I always hit it for an hour before the 2 minute drive to Sleaford for a comp. The course itself was a short, straight forward but decent 9 hole and at one point the greens were excellent (though they lost them in the drought last year). This was a place you could turn up in your jeans and trainers and play, it encouraged plenty to try the sport for the first time with zero fear of snobbery. I took a few newbies out in my time and they all enjoyed how relaxed it was.
Silk Willoughby golf
But casual trade does not support a golf course. There's a lot of talk here about banning dress codes and making the game more accessible, but here is a place doing exactly that and it's gone under. The owner is returning to farming apparently, meaning this will soon be crops. I will be gutted to see the range and practice area disappear. My favourite memories will be meeting Bobmac on a cold winters morning expecting a swing lesson but instead learning what golf is actually all about, and my annual foursomes match with my (non golf playing) Mrs against a buddy and his (non golf playing) Mrs, as hotly contested as any Ryder Cup tie.
Shame.
Silk Willoughby golf
But casual trade does not support a golf course. There's a lot of talk here about banning dress codes and making the game more accessible, but here is a place doing exactly that and it's gone under. The owner is returning to farming apparently, meaning this will soon be crops. I will be gutted to see the range and practice area disappear. My favourite memories will be meeting Bobmac on a cold winters morning expecting a swing lesson but instead learning what golf is actually all about, and my annual foursomes match with my (non golf playing) Mrs against a buddy and his (non golf playing) Mrs, as hotly contested as any Ryder Cup tie.
Shame.