After a lunch of what was advertised as "roasted vegetable soup" but was actually pureed parsnips, served on a trestle table with no cloth, the Muffins set out for another 18. As Bones is now partnered with Mr. Grumpy and Tate he's likely to be seeing a lot more of the course than he did in the morning and so it proves. Tate has a big "push-slice" and Mr. Grumpy a severe hook such that progress is made in a series of violent zig-zags.

The star moment comes on the 12th when Tate leathers his ball into the middle of the 14th fairway, walks to the ball indicated by someone who's just played their second shot to the green and swats it over the trees only to lose it in the far rough. It turns out to be a brand new Pro V1 from someone on the 14th tee. Happy days.

Extraordinarily the initial assessment of the final scores reveals a three-way team tie, all with 77 points. Of course, as with all Muffins scoring, this is only a provisional basis for negotiation at which point Tate, Bones and Mr. Grumpy may have been proved the winners - or maybe not as no-one can really give a monkey's. Individual champion is Fat-Boy who now has the singular honour of arranging the Spring meeting.

With a vote of thanks to DJ for excellent organisation, the Muffins repair to the Vaults and Cafe Saffron to round off an excellent day/season.
