Pitchmarks #36 - 10th March 2024 - In the Vale of Pickering
From memory, my Saturday morning golf lessons petered out in about 1989, or thereabouts. So the sound “Ganton” must have first landed on my eardrums at least thirty-five years ago. And although even our strongest intentions drift in and out of consciousness, I think I can claim that I’ve been meaning to go for that long.
My teacher, Dick Ke…