Along with June, September and November, April boasts a below average 30 days including, lest I forget it, Lilian’s birthday! Two other ladies come to mind though, both claiming to be the reason why April is called April.
Eostre, or Ostara is more closely linked with Easter, whereas the better known Aphrodite is linked with the other end of the moral scale. The Goddess of Love, Beauty, Seduction, Pleasure and Happiness. Which one would get your vote? Aphrodite by nature seems at variance with the month’s birth stone which is a diamond representing innocence. It is not clear from the reference books whether Eostre was a gardener but, let’s give her the benefit of the doubt in noting that the birth flowers are daisies and sweet peas.
Incidentally, a loving husband is one who remembers his wife’s birthday, but forgets which one.
Europa on 29/3
The first thing to say about today is how nice it was to see Peter Hannam back amongst us after his recent health battle. He and Anne are here for six weeks so hopefully the weather and gentle exercise will further his recovery.
Vice Captain Bobo also announced that Sten Valentin had successfully undergone his bypass operation, was in a stable condition, but likely to be hospitalised in Portugal for at least another ten days. Well done, Sten.
LATER. News just in is that Sten is back home in his Fuengirola home, thanks to the kindness of Peter Edstrom who was in his Algarve apartment, offered to drive up to Lisbon and collect Sten and Suzanne, and then bring them back here. Which he did. A helluva friendly act involving more than a thousand kilometres behind the wheel and having to stop every hour or so in order that Sten could get a little necessary exercise. Welcome back Sten and well done, Peter.
There is something about the word shotgun which suggests action, urgency, don’t hang about? Today did not qualify for any of these interpretations. It took our group an hour to play three holes. Tees became meeting places for members. The second hole, to which reference was made last month, and is mysteriously rated stroke index 16, continued to lose friends at a fast rate and become a real bottleneck as players went searching for balls. One flight of decent golfers failed to score a single point between them. Can’t be right – or fair? Gentle putts missing by centimetres did well not to roll right off the bottom of the green many metres away from the flag. One Past Captain’s description was colourfully worded but not quoteable, and that before he knew the overall statistics which showed three flights failed to score a single point – twelve blobs on the same hole!! – and the average of 15 flights was a mere 1.86 points per team!
On the brighter side the weather was sunny and dry with the wind, a feature of the year so far here in La Cala, creeping in towards the latter stages.
Three things about the winning team are worthy of mention. First it contained young Connor Jewett who, it is reported, was their star turn. Lovely to hear. Second, Pearl Fisher rounded off a memorable week by adding another prize to the Tuesday one she earned so convincingly. Thirdly, the winning score of 100 = 5.55 a hole on average. No wonder Arthur O’Connor’s team looked so cheerful.
1st. 100 Arthur O’Connor, Connor Jewett, Alan Jewett, Pearl Fisher.
2nd 98 Cathy Gulya, Libby Robinson, David Bottomly, David Moody
3rd 97 Irene Grek, Bobo Syversen, Will Jackson, Gabor Gulya
4th 96 Alan Hemson, Danny Rees, Anne Mills, Dean Moore
The idea of having Lucky Loser prizes persists, this week’s reward being a heart shaped box of chocolates.
Going back to young Connor for a moment, and it is nice to have a different age group to write about, he certainly seems to be enjoying his golf and the banter that goes with it. No shortage in that department?. Playing off the blue tees is a help, of course, but there seems little doubt he will soon outgrow this privilege and be competing on level terms with his friends and mentors. 0930 starts are a bit of a challenge for any normal young man needing to be prized from his bed and Connor is no different. Nor does he appear to be a driving range enthusiast, like others one can think of not a million miles from this keyboard. His game progresses at its own rate but being part of a successful golfing family poses targets which he will doubtless reach in time. We wish him well but, above all, enjoyment of the game.
It is proving to be quite a lonely life being editor. Even the title/word itself is a misnomer. “Polisher of Scribbler” would be more appropriate because submissions and reactions are non existent. Well almost. “A person who edits a written work or musical composition for publication or public presentation” is the definition of the role for which I was recruited, little suspecting that 99% of the “written work” would be my own!! Any reduction in this percentage level would be most welcome.
One should have known better. Not a peep out of anyone. Just have to go it alone.
1st 30 Ria van Wershoven
2nd 30 Wendy Hinds (on handicap)
3rd 29 Carol Rees
1st 32 John Brooks
2nd. 30 Chris Slattery
3rd 30 John Mills (on handicap)
The modest scores almost tell their own story. Certainly there were no handicap adjustments this time out.
Only John Brooks was available to pictorially represent the male prize winners. In fact he was back and forth collecting several times! Just reward for practise and hard work.
Whilst inevitably thinking back to Guy Mitchell it is on behalf of Iain Macaulay that I pen this paragraph. On May 24th., will be held the inaugural Blues Championship for which there will be three prizes but it will be the new Macaulay Cup which will be the main target. The notice is up on the board but for those not here but wishing to play please feel free to email email@example.com and he will include your names on the sheet.
This is recognition for those now forced to play off the forward tees so, if you are a male member over 70 and regularly competing off the blue tees, please give the day your support. Thankfully numbers are currently small but this is just the beginning!
No brambling or scrambling today but plenty of shivering as the wind grew stronger and colder. The second hole twisted the screw again and many were the mutterings, not least from those waiting on the tee whilst search parties went about their frustrating business. “Mickey Mouse hole” was heard more than once and a Past Captain volunteered the suggestion that the hole should be dug up and re-designed. There is no shortage of soil and rubble? No doubt our Committee are engaged in relevant conversations with Management. Meanwhile the winning score and margin of victory were outstanding, which was nice as the team embraced Martin Gaunt, a new owner at Los Altos making his debut amongst us. A warm welcome, Martin, and well done.
1st. 89 Mike Fisher, Martin Gaunt, Lorraine Murphy, Helena Widegren
2nd 79 Darius Janiszewski, David Lansdowne, Ria Van Wershoven, John Brooks.
3rd. 75 Joanna Janiszewski, Mike Robbins, Richard Hines, Sylvia McGarvie
4th. 72 Bill Field, Carol Rees, Derek Steele, Gary(guest)
5th. 72 James Thomas, Iain Macaulay, Ritva Hagglund, Ray Clarke (on handicap)
As things turned out this was never a medal because the logs were incorrectly positioned. Instead it was re-classified as a non qualifying event, results and handicaps being later determined by the Captains and Handicap Secretary. As a result it can be announced that the probable highlight of the day, certainly for the cuddly Dutchman, was the Hole-in-one registered by Louis Lentelink on the 8th hole, appropriately with his 8 iron. This was his second such achievement, the first being back in 2005 on Asia’s 17th.
1st 66 Sylvia Robbins (cut 2.2 to 26.2)
2nd 67 Mary Evans (cut 1.5 to 21.1)
3rd 71 Carol Rees
1st 69 David Lansdowne
2nd 72 David Evans
3rd 73 Andy Park (on handicap)
Reference was made last month to the derelict white building behind Asia’s 11th green, about which there has been speculation and conjecture seemingly forever. Was it for sheep, goats, cattle, or just a store room. In fact, it can now be revealed, it was once someone’s home with the name “Casa Miguel”. Ranchos Reunidos renovated it a bit circa 1988 and for a while it served as a temporary technical office while the construction of courses began.
Henk Hesen, husband of Veronique, but not often seen in golfing action due to a variety of injuries, has had another set back. News just in tells us that he has been admitted to Malaga hospital with a serious infection of the back following recent attention to that area. He is likely to be there for two weeks. We send him our best wishes for a complete recovery.
Another in the health wars is the ever popular Joan Stock who, in the nicest sort of way, has been part of the fabric of the club for many years, and whose late husband Peter is still remembered by an annual competition. Following a fall, Joan is now in Marbella hospital and, at time of writing, under sedation. She is in a very frail condition, which is a bit worrying for someone of her advanced years. Again, we can but wish her soon back to decent health. (Later. The newsletter is just informed that Joan has now been moved into a Malaga Care Home.)
Not our one but THE Arthur O’Connor(1763-1852) was a United Irishman and later a general in Napoleon’s army. He married Eliza de Condorcet and, after the Revolution, became mayor of Le Bignon-Mirabeau where he spent much of his time composing literary works on political and social topics. These included a morbid interest in torture and the inflicting of physical and psychological pain. Which brings us to OUR Arthur O’Connor and his weekly Roll Ups for which there appears to be an insatiable and masochistic demand. The convoluted formats and unbelieveable results – 157 winning score recently!! – suggest a twisted mathematically frustrated mind, clearly not from the Fibonacci school with its well known formula.
Interestingly Wikipedia doesn’t acknowledge a “Bramble” at all. What we have come to popularise, at least in the basic version, should be called a Champagne Scramble. Further, why is there never mention of Wolf, may we ask the Captains? Otherwise known as Ship, or Captain & Crew, or Pig(?). It sounds complicated enough to cause further havoc on a weekend!!
Sonya Foster was amongst those winning golf balls for a Two on April 17th., but what made her’s remarkable was that it came on America’s 13th hole – which is a demanding par 4. A quite remarkable eagle, so well done that lady. More recently she scored 40 points, the best of the day, male or femail, in a neighbourly gathering of members, so is clearly in the groove just now.
Here we are, clocks only just changed, and the ball poachers are back in action. Two lots have been observed working America’s 16th lake. One male team accompanied by a lady with large dog and tennis ball. How the animal coped with the cold water let alone getting in and out over the rocks to retrieve the spherical object doesn’t bear thinking about.
Have you noticed that the group you accidentally hit into or through will always have someone bigger than anyone in your group?
Having hoarded LP’s and 45’s and even 78”s (thus giving the age game away) forever, and then bequeathing them to the charity shop, it is interesting to note that vinyl sales are on the rise! Up 52% on last year. Despite the surge of music streaming. Mind you, a lot of buyers no longer have a turntable on which to play these records, but it will not be long before the market is flooded with born again players. Jose, my webmaster chum, will know more of this than most, and may not need reminding that one of the first LP’s to top the charts was “Revolver” by The Beatles back in 1966. Which didn’t even include “Paperback Writer” even though that went on to reach the top singles.
Personally, 1966 is remembered more for a glorious, wonderful, exciting, unforgettable day at the old Wembley Stadium when West Ham, sorry, England won the World Cup.
Hardly worthy of a paragraph of its own comes this match report. “Too late for last month’s newsletter but we won at home on March 21st and lost away April 18th so honours even- good job done girls!”
It can now be revealed that the newsletter’s recent recruit, and cartoonist, is Jackie Rainbow, whom the editor is delighted to welcome. Last month, and perhaps sensibly, she started with her husband, but emboldened by favourable comment (from the aforementioned editor) she has made our two Captains this month’s choice.
This home fixture was blessed with “fantastic” weather and resulted in a 2-1 victory for our team of Richard Hinds & David Evans, Mike Fisher & Vic Hilliard, David Wilson & Thomas Widegren. Surprisingly, play started on the very recently re-turfed first tee which, one would have thought, might have liked a week or two to settle in properly? The weather became a little less “fantastic” later in the match when Mr. Wind showed up in some force and played havoc with shot placement. It is reported. Shot placement?
The two teams enjoyed a pleasant lunch on the terrace afterwards, protected from Mr. Wind. It was also remembered that pictures are always welcome here.
The return match was scheduled for the 20th. but had to be postponed because of the weather!!
This was the joint brain child of Bobo Syversen and Peter Edstrom, two former warring ice hockey players of Swedish origin. Unfortunately they chose a date on which many of their probable team were back home, on the pistes or shivering by log fires in mountain chalets. So it was that “ringers” were recruited, given strange Scandanavian names, and sent forth to do battle. Whilst these volunteers, or secondments, may have tried hard they clearly lacked the heart for head to head conflict and in the end the Scananavians were vanquished. Only just though. 7.5 v 6.5. Bottles of wine were distributed to all winning pairs, not on a team basis, and the main trophy presented to the R-o-W captain Richard Hinds.
In English “ringers” is a polite word for cheats, the recruitment of non-qualified players with a view to gaining an advantage. It is not suggested that this explanation applied on this occasion.
The terraces were wet when dawn broke, evidence of at least some overnight rain, not enough to disturb sleep though. It chose not to give a repeat performance until early afternoon, so the late starters caught it, but the sun seemed unwilling to play any part in the day’s proceedings.
The first edition of the Time Sheet had shown Mike Fisher and I as being first off at 0800, which came as something of a shock to the system. However, the later version showed the more civilised time of 0930, albeit with us still as a two ball. Although close neighbours we don’t get to play together very often, operating as we do from different clocks, so it was a bonus, and one from which we derived mutual pleasure even though a series of 4 balls led to us taking longer than would normally have been the case. Inevitably there was the unspoken competition within the official framework, just one point separating us when we came to sign off our cards. My inner glow was somewhat dimmed when the official results sheet later showed Mike with two more points!!
1st 39 Mary Evans (cut 1.2 to 19.9) (on handicap)
2nd 39 Pauline Hilliard (cut 1.2 to 22.1)
3rd 37 Paula Lansdowne (cut 0.5 to 34.3)
1st 37 John Mills (cut 0.3 to 12.6)
2nd 36 Peter Robinson
3rd 34 David Wilson
Presumably there is more to the story to come but for the moment the removal of the protective hedge is a bit of a mystery? Rather like what’s going on around the toilets on Europa’s 4th?
One hopes the R-o-W won’t mind too much if this little newsletter pays tribute to a truly remarkable lady. She probably doesn’t know the difference between a niblick and a noodle but it is a privilege to raise a hat to such a leader by example.
Mark Twain, a personal favourite, died on the day Elizabeth was born. It was he who famously said “Don’t go round the world saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. The world was here first”.
Another quotation which comes to mind for some reason is “We are doomed to remember what really never happened”. Which my late and younger brother Peter may have had in mind when he expressed the view that, as we grow older, so the level at which we used to perform gets higher!
According to legend, or fairy tale, the gallant knight slew the fiery monster but in real life, this year, the Dragons won by a wider margin than Paris St. Germain head the French Ligue. 11-4 to be exactement. Anyone less like a dragon than Lotta Syversen is hard to imagine, but she it was called forward as Team Captain to receive the newly coveted trophy.
Most of the protagonists afterwards celebrated together through the medium of a typically English meal, “bangers, mash and beans”, it not being known what dragons ate or whether the kitchen could cope if they did know. Even so their efforts were not without risk as sausages are called “bangers” because of their excess water content, leading to a risk of explosion if not carefully cooked. German sausages are the wurst.
Not wishing to put a damper on the whole event it should be made clear that St.George was not in fact English but a Roman soldier, and nor is England the only country to lay claim to, and celebrate, his name and day.
Twice this month our Ladies Senior Team has been on the end of thumpings by a strong El Candado outfit, yet managed to conclude their match report with “…..a good time was had by all”. The brief report, more of a team sheet really, was illustrated by a group of lunching lady golfers, ours being in white on the far side. On a cold, wet and windy Friday the 4th., at home, our line up was Carol Rees & Lilly Lagerwerf, Karen O’Connor & Dorothee Schmidt, Anne Mills & Cathy Gulyer and we went down 0-3. Changes were made for the away fixture, Hazel Gilchrist pairing up with Dorothee, Anne Hannam with Lilly, but the outcome was the same 0-3. Nevertheless, as can be seen, our representatives continued to smile, thus supporting the “good time” contention.
One of the loveliest days of the year thus far. Ideal for the game which grips us all. Setting forth in our spanking new Yamaha buggy, full of hope as ever, it took but a few holes to be reminded, personally speaking anyway, that sunshine and scenery don’t fully compensate for sorry shots. Thank goodness for our fellow men, or women at the weekends, without whom current golfing life would be intolerable,
Not for some though. Despite his obviously painful knee Peter Robinson has shown a resurgence of form recently, romping home today with an excellent and doubtlessly uplifting score. Indeed it was a day for the venerable to flex their muscles. At least, he added swiftly, as far as the men were concerned!
1st. 35 Jill Davies
2nd 35 Maddie Brooks (on handicap)
3rd 34 Sonya Foster
1st 41 Peter Robinson (cut 2.3 to 17.8)
2nd 35 Iain Macaulay
3rd 33 Paul O’Callaghan
For some reason unknown to this newsletter the Spanish Federation only processed those playing off the red and blue tees. This left the Captains and Handicap Secretary to make their own decisions which they did on the reduction only basis.
One blue male put in a card with 40 points claimed but didn’t mark his card as being off the blues. This played havoc with the system which naturally assumed him to be off the yellows! This oversight earned him a public rebuke from the Ladies Captain, although he was not the only culprit, but still left him with enough points to lift a prize! No names, no pack drill, as they say.
It may sound a long way off but arrangements are already being made and collections begun. There will be a tombola, raffle and auction so, the organisers plead, rummage through your drawers and cupboards in search of anything nice that might help raise money on the day. The Captains and Jenny Chesterton will be happy to unload you anytime soon.
As will have long been apparent reports on matches vary between the non-existent and the nearly wordless. Adjectives are in short supply although “picturesque” did appear this time, reference being made to the Links course with its spectacular views along the coast towards Gibraltar.. Our team included a couple of late substitutions but other than Captain David Evans no other names are available! What is known is that we lost 0-3 in “b—-y cold” conditions but did enjoy a bacon roll on arrival. Needless to say there were no photographs which, in light of the defeat, may not be too surprising when added to the suppression of identities.
Our statistician Secretary, one David Evans, calls it the Stableford League whereas, in my early ignorance, I referred to it as the Consistency Table. On the basis that, come the end of the campaign, whoever has been most consistent wins the title? He or she may have experienced the occasional 24 pointer but if they finish with 34-36 points as average they more than deserve the honour and, sorry Fred, it would seem to reflect consistency? Early days yet but the scene is as follows.
Strictly speaking this report should not be here but events are fresh in mind, the Bank Holiday provides a bit more time to prepare for my meeting with Jose tomorrow, and I’m not good at leaving things undone. So, first of all let it be recorded that the turn out was well above average, no less than 19 flights of 4 doing friendly battle in a format which sees two scores counting on the front six holes, three on the next six, and then back to two for the run in. Summer Rules came into play for the first time.
The weather could have been nicer. Sunless for the most part, clouds always in sight and sometimes threatening, cool to distinctly chilly. In addition play was slow, which makes it all seem worse? We certainly saw plenty of the group ahead in which only Paula Lansdowne appeared aware of our patient presence. She is obviously from the Hazel Gilchrist School of Movement, skipping swiftly from green to buggy like a ballerina leaping over clouds in slow motion. At the end there were six prizes.
The winners with 99 points were (l/r) Dean Moore, Ritva Haggland, James Reid, Marie Wilson.
Second, also with 99 points, came David Wilson, Deirdre Whelan, Hazel Gilchrist & Val Wicks.
Third with 96 were Peter Edstrom, Libby Robinson, Wayne Leach & Bobo Syversen (remarkably back in action and very welcome).
Fourth with 95 saw Achim Schmidt, Anne Mills, Ray Clarke & Alan Jewett step forward for their bottles.
Fifth, also on 95 but mentally first overall in terms of enjoyment, came Dorothee Schmidt, Jack Perry, Anna Edstrom & Mike Fisher.
Sixth, with 94 were Wendy Warren, Cees Lagerwerf, Judi Lenterlink & Vic Hilliard, our Captain.
This annual but different this year event will probably be over by the time this edition hits the newstands, but we wish all those supporting the outing a sunny, enjoyable and rewarding time.
Even as this edition goes to press, so to speak, comes the very sad, but not entirely unexpected news, of someone who will no longer be able to sip a little wine. Joan Stock has passed away. No further details are yet available. This very familiar figure, and great Cudeca supporter, will be missed within La Cala GC.