Peter recently acquired a new Cleveland driver (similar to the ones Jas and I bought last year) from the internet. Unfortunately, something has come loose in the shaft and it makes a hell of a noise when he swings it - we call it Peter's death rattle:
After Sunday's golf, several of us, including the winner on the day, went off to the Bridge Inn for a couple of beers on the banks of the river - we were a trifle peckish:
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