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Golfing stories...

I've been playing golf quite a bit over the last two weeks. Its strange how I've avoided playing for such a long time despite having the opportunity (my dad has played for ages), and now when its reasonably inconvenient (don't have a car or golf clubs and golfing in the US is so much more expensive than Africa) I'm kind of getting in to it.

Is it an age thing or a post-MBA thing? I suspect its more a peer thing. I have enough friends doing it, that it seems like fun. Anyway, this makes me want to re-read P.G Wodehouse's golf short stories. I remember reading this when I was 11-12 and loving it. I haven't read Wodehouse in quite a while. There was a stage a while ago, when I hardly read anything else. That stage has long passed, but I still haven't come across a modern author that quite matches his humor or I've enjoyed as much. My mother once said that me giggling uncontrollably at regular intervals was a sure sign that a Wodehouse novel was being read.

BTW, Big Nate just completed another timely golf plot line going.

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Faisal said…
Loved PG Wodehouse. Psmith was one of my favorite characters growing up. Thanks for this post. It's reminded me to dig up some old gems for re-reading.

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