Don't count two strokes for that — it was a gimme: if I wasn't holding the flag with my other hand, for the next players waiting on the hole, it would have gone in.
If you pushed a little further up through the crowd you would see, on the other side, an old bloke with gingery hair who wore a long, thin, ochre-coloured coat, sitting there all day on a high wooden stool shouting: ‘Savaloys! Savaloys! Savaloys!’
The lightweight bottles, supplied by the United Glass Group, have been 'Titanised' to give extra strength.
He also had a deerish look of bewildered innocence, as if, after all this time, he still couldn't comprehend his circumstances.
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