Grand old man of golf…..

A morning rushing about to get everything fed by lunch time. It didn’t help that the clocks had changed . Why they can’t leave things alone I don’t know.
Mrs F had nipped into town to meet Junior for Mother’s Day , then when she arrived home , loaded up the 2 hairy terrorists into the car and headed off to visit Littlemiss at St Andrews.
I think every man and his dog must have decided to go for a drive today as the bypass and Queensferry crossing were crawling. It took nearly 2 hrs to get there.
Anyway, had a spot if lunch down near the beach then a wander with the dogs along the beach. Also saw where her flat for next term is . Was fine until junior terrorist decided to relieve himself on the old course ! As usual , he was my dog then so out with the wee bags to tidy up…..
Back home by 7 pm then onto the quad to go and check the calving cows . Luckily all quiet. Dry , but still chilly….