Granny and Grandad Black had Michael at the weekend. Grandad has made a little golf club for michael, and he's getting the hang of playing. He can hit it about 30-40 steps (whatever that is in imperial or metric). He managed to hit grandad in the gentleman's area, which made me laugh long and hard when I heard it. Not as hard though as when grandad told me on the phone that michael had suddenly needed to go to the toilet on the golf course, and I could hear Michael in the background shouting "I did a poo in the grass!".
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