Some days are like that . . .

. . . even in Australia. For the first time on our trip Allan and I had a chance to play golf. We enjoyed our time together and the nice, albeit windy, weather. As far as the golfing was concerned, that's another story. Of course, we have a myriad of reasons for a poor game---not having golfed in months, the wet course which was aerated yesterday, using rented clubs, not having our golf shoes, the number of rabbits and turbo hens on the course, as well as debris blown from the string winds yesterday---but the bottom line is we're just not that good. Oh, we'll, some days are like that.