A blog about golf and other pursuits – travel, family, food, friends and festivities. From tee to green, from soup to nuts, for better or worse, but never late to the party. It’s all about fair play, good works and gracious living.

About the title…

“…in a word I resume flying gliding golf over nine and eighteen holes tennis of all sorts in a word for reasons unknown…”
Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot, Act 1

My skills as a golfer

I use to joke that I was a scratch golfer, because every time I played it was like I was starting from scratch. This is no longer the case. After many rounds, lessons and magazine subscriptions, I have acquired experience of the game, and a number associated with how well I play. While the number linked to my state of play has come down a bit over the last several years, it is still rather large. I can say, however, if my handicap were a person, it would not able to buy a drink in Massachusetts.

Currently, I am a season ticket holder at the Fresh Pond Golf Course, and a member of the Massachusetts Golf Association, the Executive Women’s Golf Association, Boston Chapter, and the United States Golf Association.

“And the wind shall say: “Here were decent godless people:
Their only monument the asphalt road
And a thousand lost golf balls.”
T.S. Eliot, “The Rocks”

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