Feeling a little under the weather lately, thus not blogged for a while. An old friend of mine prompted me to write something, not knowing what to write about, and not knowing what to do with no money in Blackpool, I decided to take a stroll. Anyway, one thing led to another, and before I knew it, I stumbled upon an old pastime 'golfing', though not in the literal sense.In my teens, I spent many a school holiday 'golfing'. I would either go it alone or bring a mate with me and out we would go searching for golf balls which we could knock out 50p each to this chap who owned an antiques store. What started out initially as a walk to Mere nature reserve, I ended up following a path which circumnavigates De Vere's golf course 'Herons Reach' and stumbled upon 10 gleaming white golf balls. Scattered intemittently along the public paths hedgegrows and rough grasses waiting for my retrieval, it was like finding treasure. I quite enjoyed the afternoon out just looking to see what could be found and enjoying the views across the greens. Seems I have found something to do when bored.
