Rob and Les seem to have lost the lower halves of their legs as they ruminate on the practice green:

As we walked along the 4th fairway, we looked over at the sad sight of the tree on the river banks - I wish I'd kept a photographic record over the years - I'm sure it's leaning more and more and it won't be long until we lose it:

A distant shot of Hugh, Les and John M waiting on the 8th tee:

I don't know if there's a story behind the umbrella in Les' lager or not - perhaps Hugh was just bitter at getting beaten?:
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