Had a wander up to St Andrews at the weekend.
The Dunhill was in full flight and since it’s now free – apart from the final day – it’s a good excuse to stroll around the Old Course.
It was a glorious day and the views back across the town were simply stunning.
As for the players... absolutely no idea who they were!
A few names on the backs of the caddies were vaguely familiar, but if you’ve seen one bloke in a golf visor and white breeks staring intently at a yardage card, well you’ve seen ‘em all.
The only clue that anyone remotely famous was playing was the gaggle of young folk around the tee.
Is Donald Trump heading for a great fall?
The US presidential hopeful has run out of toes to shoot himself in, but still he charges on as if he’s right, and everyone is wrong or, at least, agin him.
His comments on women that he tried to trade off as ‘locker room banter’ were truly disgusting.
Wonder how he’d react if a bunch of guys leered at his own daughter and used the same gross expressions, word for word?
I doubt he’d be slapping them on the backs ... but, hey Donald, it’s just banter, right?
Let’s hope America wakes up before it really is too late.
Looks like I’ve lost my favourite take-away.
The Lucky Star at the east end of the High Street appears to have closed, and the sign has been spray-painted out.
Shame – the food was ace!
It’s been my go-to place for a few years now, so I’ll have to find somewhere else.
Any recommendations for the best sweet and sour in town?