Lovely Lassies; Chic-lit; Hand-made; Read Only
Tuesday 22 March 2011.
Played 18 starting at 11.10 with Francie Murphy, Paul Byrne, Tommy Hazzard. Although I had only one ding – on 17 – my total score was 28 points. Paul Byrne who played like a low handicapper, very correctly, cruised to 40 points off 17. Tommy scored < 20 points, I think, and said to me several times that he was not handing in his card. Francie struck the ball well and scored in the low 30’s. I poured with sweat and took a shower at the end. “Three lovely lassies from Bannion!” I exclaimed spotting Rosanna, Ann Davey, Ethna Dowling; outside the door of the ladies’ locker room. Ann was not impressed. “It’s a long time since someone called me a lassie,” she remarked. Wore black shirt, blue Lahinch pullover, grey check woollen slacks, navy FootJoy socks, glasses. No cap. Sunburn. In March!! Changed into black slacks, black patent Clarks, brown Farah T-shirt, trunks, clean vest, grey sports socks. Changed my braces at home putting on grey ones instead of the blue ones I assumed after my shower. They were too long, too stretched. Attended in the library a talk by Sinéad Moriarty a tall presentable author of half a dozen chic-lit “issue” novels. Arthur Kinahan snapped me with Sinéad. I was wearing my grey Lacrosse jacket over my T-shirt, just in from the street. A woman in a shop across from the museum directed me to the library. Bought a Mizuno golf towel off Robert before I headed for the 1st tee. Used no cash. Credit on my account he told me. Earlier when I was clocking in I bought a pair of hand-made 9 ½ FootJoy golf shoes. €129. “Less than cost price,” Robert remarked when I sought a concession. Robert Giles gave none. I paid with my UB debit card. €3 for a trolley. Jim Irwin for €5 gave me 10 or 12 old Pro V balls. I played my round today with an old Pro V ball discoloured with age and regularly drove it off the tee with driver and Irons past my companions. Used 9 off the 6th tee, 6 off the 10th tee, 7 off the 14th tee. Pin high slightly right in all cases. 3-putted 14 from 12’. A little draw with the irons induced by finishing “high.” I ate chicken goujons, chips, coleslaw, salad, creamed garlic, pot of white coffee; sitting on my own in the bar at the corner window. Approximately €10 in total. The three lovely lassies were ensconced beyond in the near corner of the dance floor. Changed the password on my Windows Live account. WordPress available in read-only mode. Met Catherine Harvey (Kitty Cryan) in the library and Dominic McKevitt. She answered, “Yes,” when I asked her if she remembered Tom Cormican. Eamonn is teaching Dominic, a past-pupil of mine, in DkIT. Drank a half-glass of white before Sinéad’s talk and a glass of Ballygowan afterwards. A dark-haired woman helped me to put my stuff in the bag provided so that I could sit down with my glass after I had my photo taken. A nice expression. I think it cost €10 to enter the competition today. Took down Seán Óg’s notice in the locker room about the junior fourball competition. He rang after I arrived home from Greenore and I gave him the details of the 6 names on the list. Although I did not get to bed until mid-night I had a lot of e-mail and trouble with Windows Live so I did not get round to my journal. Writing now at 8.25 Wednesday I have just completed the journal entry for the past 3 days.