I saw the Sydney Harbour hydro-oil ferry the other day. It's a very slick piece of engineering.

Whilst driving around I came across a new golf course. It's a most unusual layout with far more tees than you would normally expect.

I prefer the Spanish curses - the ones with a decent nineteenth ole.

Like pilots, golfers should keep to the airways.

I stopped going to my local course - too many roughs and lags.

Mind you, when I resigned, the Club Professional (he's the one who gives lessons and should know about these things) said he was sorry to see me go as I was a right hit at the game.

On my local course, I often dive straight into the water.

Golf is a good walk soiled.

Wasn't it Oscar Wide who said that?

It's at the ninteenth that you see all the best sots.

For my tee shot at this Par 5, I use a tree wood.