Sometimes fates conspire to turn even the best laid plans of a keen golfing amateur into something of a shambles. For many years now, I’ve followed the same standard procedure over the winter. When the sunlight starts to go of an evening and the days turn cold, this shameful fair-weather golfer puts his clubs in storage for a good few months.
A combination of work commitments, the fact that I am now the only driver at home and quite simply that I loathe cold, damp and wet weather, means that for a good portion of the year, my clubs lie dormant.
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