Minutes from the Royal & Ancient Last Hoorah’s all day meeting at Ashdown Forest

Held on 15th July in the year of our lord Paul East 2008

Or

The Roar of the Rajah follows

A Brief Encounter with the Thong

 

 

 

Players

Anal Fry, Hosler, Nikhil, East, Taffy, Aspergers

 

Apologies

Barnes

Kneath

 

Guests

James “ laird-of-war” Tierney

 

Weather

Cloudy am but scorchio pm

 

Gentlemen, gentlemen, what tales of derring-do have I for you this month? (Don’t you just hate rhetorical questions? I ask you, what is their point? Please excuse my little joke; it is my sovereign duty to immortalise you all through these minutes as I feel our destinies have been conjoined in the heat of the day. Together our tribulations have been shared and our triumphs magnified. Royal Ashdown takes no quarter and shows no mercy with her heather, hills and rills. Bunkerless she maybe but she’ll birch your bare buttocks if ye stray from the straight and narrow. And if you find yourself puffing as you climb to her summit the views will leave you breathless from her wild beauty. But enough of this twaddle, I hear you testily sigh, what of the great game? It is a tale of highs and lows as the mighty Maharajah waxes and wanes in the midday sun, the thong takes the afternoon money and ends up sharing the overall lead with that Hooravian stalwart, the Auditor himself (shame about that copper’s windscreen you broke with your errant drive at Mid-Sussex G.C.)

 

It all began with breakfast which was decent enough and indeed the “meet-and-greet” was much better than in 2006. HO repaired to the practice ground but having failed to hit any stray dogs or their owners trudged off to the 1st on the West. Here the Sacred Scrotum spilled forth its seed on the greensward ordaining that first off were AF, NM and PE. Ominously, there was a jaunty spring in the step of the Princely one and a knowing twinkle in his eye. His drive was the definition of a natural blonde (being a fair crack up the middle). Some might say it was nipple-sucker (as it opened up the hole). It certainly set him en route for a perfect par start. Alan betrayed his Romany roots as his first shot found heather as did his second. This isn’t the stuff your mum sells in Crawley cos, Alan, it’s not that lucky! Well, buoyed by his promising start Nick then double-bogeyed the next but less of that as he birdied the 5th and came to the turn with a winning total of 23 points. I told you that no good will come of playin’ him off 18!!!! HO’s 19 points did him no disservice but one bad shot on the 9th brought with it doubts and a sharp downturn in his fortune as he amassed only 9 pts on the way home. His distraction came in the form of a group of small schoolchildren out on a nature trail. Camping on the edge of the 18th fairway was none too clever as the bright-eyed ones amongst them could clearly observe the rara avis Oslerblobblob and his characteristic cry, “ Get those fucking kids out of here!” They were however given an object lesson in putting as the Auditor took the money with a creditable 28 putts.

 

Inspired by NM’s play, Easto shot birdie at the tricky 4th  and on the back 9 “opens his legs to show his class” as Coleman would say to birdie 10th, bag 22 pts and take the money. But NM with 19 big boy pts on the back 9 takes the morning’s maximum score and with it 8 HOOM points. This course is a happy hunting ground for his Rajship as who can forget his eagle on the 14th which went down in Hoorahvian history. By my reckoning the Laird won the par 3 comp (over 36 holes) with NM coming second (being the gentleman lover that he is). NM and PE also helped themselves to the birdie pot. The greedy beggars. In the clubhouse, the magnitude of his magnificence overcame the Rajah as he blissed out on chips, Chablis and a goodly spread of sarnies. Indeed, he giggled girlishly at just about anything that was said to him.

 

And so to the Royal in the pm and the return of Taffy Davies fresh from his hill farm in the Black Mountains where the lambing this year has been particularly difficult but he did enjoy the singing at the Eisteddfod, isn’t it? The man mountain started brightly with 18 pts and finished commendably 3rd hitting 10 fairways. Well done, Taffy. But what of our morning’s vindaloo hot victor? Time and time again NM forsook the fairway and indeed on the 8th went from tee to green via nothing but heather. What a purple passage! His misery was compounded by the steady procession of 3 aged gentlemen who played through us with perfect drives and approach shots, no doubt on their way to a standard par. It’s enough to make one Sic… transit Gloria mundi was the phrase that readily came to mind.

 

“Sometimes, too hot the eye of heaven shines” as Willy Woggledagger once wrote. And so it was as the sun burnt through the morning’s cloud. High up on the Old course there is no shade and rapidly the Raj melted. Despite a fine shot on the 14th, a mighty drive on the 10th  and the judicious use of his ticklestick around the greens, his crown slipped and he trailed in last. My enduring memory is of him listless and leaning on the 18th flagstick for support, the rigours of 36 holes etched on his courtly countenance. He tried to speak but the words came out all wrong and half way into the sentence he gave up. His silence spoke volumes. As for the rest of us, AF came 4th but shared the par 3 comp. with HO and JT. As for James ( the only warlord you’ll meet in shorts), he seemed invigorated after lunch and despite not playing his best was damned chipper about it all singing the praises of the course. I did witness him hit the shot of the day. A 3wood on the 10th from a hanging lie out of thick rough, he hit it blindly 210 yds to within 10 feet of the flag. Despite all the bad bounces the course threw at him he set his head at a jaunty angle and took it on the chin. Makes one proud to be British. Anytime you fancy a game, James, you will always be more than welcome amongst the Hoorahvians. HO by his own standards had a “quiet” game but hit a monster drive on the 5th to set up an eagle putt which slid by left him with a tap in birdie. A good par on the long par 3 14th inspired him home with pars on the difficult 16th and 17th.

 

It was fitting that in the hot weather which made us all a bit betty swollocks ( if you follow my meaning) the thong prevailed. Y-fronts when you can swing like he can ? In brief, 19 pts out and 20 pants home was enough for Easto to be called the winner, undies-putedly. He had “wedgied” the lot of us as he shares the lead with HO even after having missed a game. Capt. Underpants, we salute you.

 

And so the golfing caravanserai trundles on to Wimbledon. Who will be the Great Uncle Bulgaria? Will Madame Cholet? And why do I stop taking my medication? See you all on the 19th August. As it’s an all dayer followed by dinner at the finest Thai resto in Fulham High St, I think we will be requiring the services of The Man with the Golden Van.

 

 May your god go with you and remember… show me a man that laughs at defeat and I’ll show you a carribean chiropodist

 

Ashdown photos posted here

 

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Note from Stato – to make the treasurer’s job easier (!) we agreed to put £10 in for both rounds, with MD putting in £5 for the pm round, with birdies and putting being amalgamated over the two rounds (MD to double his single round)

 

Note, our system takes each round in turn for H/C adjustment but the second round adjustment is limited by the first round due to our rule that there cannot be a greater adjustment than +/- 3 on a single day!

 

Phew .....

 

Vital Statistics ...

 

 

Ashdown – West Course (am)

 

HO

DA

NM

PE

AF

MD

JT (g)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Front 9 (stableford)

 

19

17

23

18

18

 

16

Back 9 (stableford)

 

9

19

19

22

13

 

14

18 holes (stableford)

 

28

36

42

40

31

 

30

Position (HOOM)

 

5

3

1

2

4

 

 

HOOM points

 

4

6

8

7

5

 

 

Gross score (Par 68)

 

90

84

80

80

91

 

87

3’s gross (5 holes)

 

+7

+5

+5

+5

+8

 

+4

Eagles / Birdies

 

 

 

1

2

 

 

 

FIR

 

7

7

3

3

1

 

4

GIR

 

3

2

7

7

5

 

3

Putts (18 holes)

 

28

29

30

32

34

 

31

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ashdown - Old Course (pm)

 

HO

DA

NM

PE

AF

MD

JT (g)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Front 9 (stableford)

 

16

18

15

19

16

18

14

Back 9 (stableford)

 

14

16

10

20

11

14

7

18 holes (stableford)

 

30

34

25

39

27

32

21

Position (HOOM)

 

4

2

6

1

5

3

 

HOOM points

 

5

7

3

8

4

6

 

Gross score (Par 72)

 

92

90

101

85

99

98

97

3’s gross (4 holes)

 

+3

+4

+5

+4

+3

+7

+3

Eagles / Birdies

 

1

 

 

 

 

 

 

FIR

 

5

5

5

7

2

10

5

GIR

 

7

3

2

4

1

1

2

Putts (18 holes)

 

34

34

33

32

33

34

40

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Aggregate Putts

 

62

63

63

64

67

68

71

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ashdown Winnings

 

£9

 

£19

£32

£2

£2

£2

 

-£1 c/f (as we only put £65 in (NM now holds £15 in pot)

 

Handicaps & HOOM

 

After West Course (am)

 

Player

Exact H/C

before event

Meddle

Score Today (Par 70)

 

Adj To H/C (max +/- 2)

 

New Exact H/C

New Playing H/C

HOOM Before Game

HOOM Points Today

 

HOOM

After Game

HO

13.6

+22

15.6

15.6

16

34

4

38

PB

15.2

dnp

-

15.2

15

12

-

12

DA

16.2

+16

-

16.2

16

29

6

35

NM

17.8

+12

-1.8

16.0

16

21

8

29

PE

15.8

+12

-1.2

14.6

15

28

7

35

AF

18.0

+23

+1.5

19.5

20

10

5

15

PK

22.0

dnp

-

22.0

22

8

-

8

MD

21.3

dnp

-

21.3

21

17

-

17

 

After Old Course (pm)

 

 

Player

Exact H/C

before event

Meddle

Score Today (Par 70)

 

Adj To H/C (max +/- 2)

 

New Exact H/C

New Playing H/C

HOOM Before Game

HOOM Points Today

 

HOOM

After Game

HO

15.6

+20

16.6 (m)

16.6

17

38

5

43

PB

15.2

dnp

-

15.2

15

12

-

12

DA

16.2

+18

+0.6

16.8

17

35

7

42

NM

16.0

+29

+2.0

18.0

18

29

3

32

PE

14.6

+13

-0.6

14.0

14

35

8

43

AF

19.5

+27

+21.0(m)

21.0

21

15

4

19

PK

22.0

dnp

-

22.0

22

8

-

8

MD

21.3

+26

+2.0

23.3

23

17

6

23