I have just got back from my annual "keep her indoors happy" holiday. This time it was a health farm.

14 days of being boiled alive, covered in various discusting chemicals, running (I'm 42 for gods sake), NO SMOKING CIGARS, AAARRGH, and various other activities which I can only describe as being against all human rights laws in the world.

The food, if you want to call it that, I wouldn't feed to my sons rabbit.

Needless to say I lost 2 pounds and feel GREAT!!!

Got home , clubs in car, straight to the club house for Pie and Chips, a beer and the biggest cigar they sell. Didn't play, do that tomorrow.