I thought I would make you all chuckle. I attended the work Christmas outing on Friday, an interesting trip around the local wineries, with a stop at a "Supa-Golf" course to start with.
Well, I have discovered that golf clubs are too long, my arms are too short and I have a couple of difficulties with getting a good swing going *snickers* and it hurts the wrists when the club digs holes in the grass.

I think I had the biggest score though (at 145), but I was reliably informed that putting the ball in the hole was not quite cricket. I was supposed to use a club for that. And bowling/throwing the ball along the course wasn't on, I was supposed to use a club for that too.
Had to laugh though, the young lady who had organised the "golf" had threatened us all about wearing flat shoes, and turned up wearing a pair of elegant cork wedge heels. How she didn't fall off I do not know *G*
But I had a lovely time ... and though I didn't drink that much, as I still had to drive home after the BBQ that was laid on, I spent yesterday sleeping all the excitement off.