A bright, blustery, not over-warm summer's day greeted us at Toft, and as usual we were faced with a team with mostly 20+ handicappers and a couple in the 30s, meaning we were giving away most of the shots on a course whose slope rating in my view does not reflect its higher difficulty. Seniors Captain Barry Streets, receiving 13 shots, celebrated his birthday by sinking far too many 8 - 12 foot putts, so in spite of playing near our handicaps, Tim and I were stuffed 4 & 2. Other defeats followed until David Jackson and Richard Cook saved the embarrassment of a whitewash by gaining a half.
However the course was in good condition, save for the fairways needing a haircut, and the steak pie dinner afterwards was excellent.
It's worth going to Toft, if only to enjoy Mark Jackson trying to sell you a bargain.
Pip
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