Then there was one of those days when he convinced me to tag along .Of course I was reluctant .....I'm no golfer ....; I have plenty of things to do in the house . After much prodding ....I reluctantly accepted the invitation .
A sweaty day at the range and that's about 9 o'clock in the morning . We were the only couple there . Hubby took a bucket of golf balls ....put a club in my hand ...and told me to " Hit the balls . You will get into the swing of it . " Well he did show me a few tips here and there ...even then I was figuring out what to do .
The first swing I made ...I thought I heard the club groaned and bent it in the process as I had hit the ground so hard ! Its good I'm at the range as I would have dug a huge chunk of earth if I had been in the field . There were numerous hitting of the air and none of the balls . Even if there were.... the balls hardly flew ...it kind of roll off ...either to the right or left ...and at one point it went flying mad ...upwards . Automatically I covered my head . I wouldn't want to be knocked out cold on a hot day !!
Hubby was patient and kept on encouraging me not to give up . Its just too good to be true ....he took me along shopping and before I knew it he bought me these .............
That was sweet of him...but how I wish he had taken me to a jewellery shop.....this is my version of Golf !
By the way ...I 'm still asking myself ...why is it called the driving range ...and yet I'm not able to drive there .... ?
Cheers !!
