The Faint Hearted Should Not Attend

Thy date with destiny becons my friends and foes..

The warriors of Knotty Hill are tooling up in earnest ready for the mission afforded to them by HRH Darren of Sherwood...

We shall seek to find not only victory in our journey south but also a nice pork pie and black pudding stop off before our new wedges take Belton Woods to task..

We have waited so long for this our sleeping pattern is already disrupted. Pounds have been shed as our training steps up to full spectrum.

Only on Sunday did my partner show me his tool of destruction - and what a tool it is..Thy will be drooooling has he unleashes such a beast on the unexpectant fairways whilst the flag stick waits patiently for the sudden ploperty plop of balls...

The state of emergency has been moved to amber alert - one final notch and we will be mobilised...

Our finest hour will soon be upon us..

The day my dear partner and I finally find some where first go....!!!!!

NWOT..........

Blimey,

i thought we were play golf.

I'll be on my best behavior then!

BRING IT ON

Never have so many etc, etc, etc

No prisoners?

Bang goes my cunning plan for the Sunday night then.

Now they're really scared Rob  

It's probably the gallon of Fosters every Saturday night, the old brain is pickled David

Depending on what you have planned for Sunday Simon - there could be one prisoner taken..

Phyllosan, fosters - all helps me in my own little world..

When he waggles it - that's when the concern starts Dave.

Our wedges of mass destruction have been known to take out a complete battery of bunker lined fairways in only nine hits leaving the green assault a formality....

 NWOT............

Hard hat for me then