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Before last night, I thought they were a myth, but now I may well be one myself: a female who doesn’t find golf unfathomably dull. I honestly thought that being in possession of a set of ovaries somehow made enjoying the game a biological impossibility.
Like understanding why it might be necessary to spend £4k on a bicycle that weighs less than a pencil sharpener just to commute 3 miles to work.
Don’t get me wrong, I still wouldn’t watch it on the telly unless I was shackled to a chair with my eyes stapled open, but I very much enjoyed my trip to the inner city driving range.
As far as I can tell, this has many of the best bits of golf (whack a ball as far as you can) without the challenging things (forage for your ball in a prickly hedgerow, break in to a fit of sand-covered rage in a bunker, be forced to walk 18 holes whilst having a conversation about the relative merits of a BMW versus an Audi).
It’s a great way to spend an hour or so if you ever find yourself at a loose end around Liverpool Street. If you work in that part of town it’d be the perfect lunch break unwinder. Just turn up, hire some balls and clubs, and play.
I was fortunate enough to have a friend with me who is practically a pro, so he taught me the correct grip and all that stuff. I wasn’t what you might call good, but I wasn’t as shockingly bad as I am at nearly all other ball sports.
He tells me the next step is to attempt 9 holes on an actual golf course somewhere. I’m slightly concerned about the ovary effect, but I’ll give it a go. Might take a hip flask though, just in case.


I enjoyed this. You might look into Cross Golf/ Urban Golf/ Off Course Golf, all the fun without all the golf snobs. If you are interested you can take a peek at my WPsite at http://offcoursegolfing.wordpress.com Cross golf is huge in Europe now so go try it. -John
Thanks for the tip-off – I’ll give it a go
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