Form is temporary, class is permanent, I am rubbish.

Last week I was meant to be playing at Royal Lytham and St Annes, one of the most prestigious courses on this sceptred isle.

However, therein lies a tale.

Thursday evening I played a nice gentle 9 hole warm-up with two beginner friends of mine. I was awful. Truly, truly awful. I didn’t hit a single fairway, my irons were all over, wedges thinned time and time again. In fact, the only part of the game I was happy with was my putting.
I’m not sure why I was so bad, I’ve been playing OK recently. It might have been the 15 minute shower we had at the start of the round putting me off (I hate rain, you stop thinking about your shots and start thinking about keeping everything dry), or the softness of the course, or I don’t know. All I know is I was terrible.
So, I withdrew from playing at Lytham. My game was so poor I wouldn’t take it on the local pitch and putt, much less an Open Championship course.

However, I am playing a lot in the coming days. Friday I am playing in my work’s society at Standish Court. Sunday and Monday I am playing at Oulton Hall near Leeds with Andy. We will have to see how we go…….