It’s (British) Open Golf time again at Scotland’s St. Andrews
Gee. We played there once.
Did the course in only an hour or so.
And didn’t lose a ball.
One of us even played left-handed.
OK, it was the short course.
The really short one. Sort of a nine-hole mini-putt but on real grass with lots of bumps and hollows.
A fun game really.
But it was indeed at the Royal and Ancient – ancestral home of the most sacred, and scariest, game known to humanhood.
For the leftie among us, it was fraught with more than the usual hazards.
Checking into the pro shop, a modest query was put to a stolidly visaged male attendant.
Would you, perhaps, carry any ladies’ left hand clubs?
Nae, nae, never, came the indignant reply.
You don’t have any left hand clubs at all?
What do you do about ladies who want to play left handed?
His response was immediate, unsmiling and direct.
Sure, we drown them at bearth!
We did, nonetheless, play our modest little game without pain.
Putters, you see, are unisex by nature. You can use either hand.