Golf

Brrrrrhhhh!

Last night I caught up with a new arrival from Australia - he's working at the same company. We went to the driving range to demonstrate our respective forms (or lack thereof) with a club. He'd been to the range beforehand, while I had no idea what to expect. In the end, it turned out to be a city-style range (no grass), situated one MTR stop away from the office, then a three minute walk out of the station and across the road.

Major problem was the cold - it's become very chilly in the past week, with lower temperatures to come. The golf club charges for a bay by the hour, so you can hit as many balls as you can within the time limit. Not a bad way to spend some time, and the wind and cold meant that I did not work up a sweat. It did remind me that my persistent slice is still going strong. Not sure what I'm going to do about that, but something will need to be done!