The Weather Forecast...

Or, "What the hell am I doing?"

I’ve been playing this game - if you can call it playing, or indeed simply a game - for thirty-five years, and I only reached the golfing equivalent of a pit of existential despair the other day. I asked myself, under my breath, just exactly what I thought I was doing playing golf.

I’ve worked in and around the game for much of that time, and have seen m…