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Snelly
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The dividers in my golf bag have broken so I thought I would go to a couple of local shops and choose a new one. I won my last two golf bags in AM-AM's I think so haven't bought one for a while - probably over ten years I would think.
On arrival at my local, friendly, independent golf superstore, I was directed to the bags, found a couple I liked then reeled in incredulity at the prices.
Over £200 for a golf bag! Even a cheap and cheerful one is £149!
I was flabbergasted. I thought it was going to be about £50 for one on the sale shelf and up to £80 for something nicer. When did the prices rocket?
A golf bag is basically a plastic tube, wrapped in nylon with a few pockets tagged on. The manufacturing cost must be tiny and the markup, colossal.
I decided not to bother and came home, got some pincers and cut out all the busted dividers and now I just have a one slot bag with everything in.
Fingers crossed I can win another as I am not spending that much on something so simple. Ridiculous prices. And eBay is out as most of the used bags look a bit dodgy and certainly mucky. I don't like the thought of finding an old towel in a hidden compartment that smells like it was used to clean up after an emergency ploughmans plop.
On arrival at my local, friendly, independent golf superstore, I was directed to the bags, found a couple I liked then reeled in incredulity at the prices.

I was flabbergasted. I thought it was going to be about £50 for one on the sale shelf and up to £80 for something nicer. When did the prices rocket?
A golf bag is basically a plastic tube, wrapped in nylon with a few pockets tagged on. The manufacturing cost must be tiny and the markup, colossal.
I decided not to bother and came home, got some pincers and cut out all the busted dividers and now I just have a one slot bag with everything in.
Fingers crossed I can win another as I am not spending that much on something so simple. Ridiculous prices. And eBay is out as most of the used bags look a bit dodgy and certainly mucky. I don't like the thought of finding an old towel in a hidden compartment that smells like it was used to clean up after an emergency ploughmans plop.