In the zone

I never stood a chance. Primarily as with three consecutive shots Joe smashed the ball over the fence then, for variety, hit his sister in the head. I was weakened so much with laughter they picked me off.

We were so bad that in the end we just spent half an hour seeing if we could get a rally that went into double figures. We managed it, eventually.

Before this there had been a bike ride and after it there was golf. Later still there was steak, chips and chianti. There's still a swim in the offing before bed time too. I should sleep tonight.