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I spent most summers as a kid holidaying in St. Andrews or nearby in Fife. Good fun for the young 'uns as long as they like putting, paddle tennis or seaweed. If they don't any of that, frankly, they're stuffed
Good fun for grown-ups, too. Wishstar and I spent a week up there in my parents'...holiday home, I guess...and it was a culinary clash of the titans. I started with the fish supper, Wishstar countered with a Chinese. We compromised mid-week with the first of many lunches at
Littlejohns - a wonderful place where although we weren't in the US, we were no longer quite in Scotland, either. Then I delivered what I thought would be a death-blow with a home-cooked haggis, neeps and tatties, but Wishstar finally set the standard for our married life with a burrito-fest. I got a bit chunky that week.
A gentle warning about the weather:the
windiest day of my life was a July day in St. Andrews, putting with Wishstar in the infamous
Himalayas Putting Tournament (we were the only people competing who were in the 18-35 age bracket - putting couples tend to be 10-year-old boys with their grannies, and that's a fact, Jack). It was so windy that day, the older players had to quit half-way and go sit in the hotel for emergency hot chocolates, rinsing the saltwater spray from their bifocals then watching bitterly from the bar as the kids battled on.
Both Wishstar and I finished the course, dammit (feeling as buffeted and proud as anyone who made it to the end of this post) but we didn't make the cut for the final round. But man, they're still talking about my first stroke on the fourth up there - I was absolutely smokin'
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