Following the extravagance of the Annual Dinner the Muffin's fines kitty was somewhat depleted. It's therefore pleasing to report that Turbo has taken it upon himself to make up the shortfall single-handedly. Twenty five camels, a couple of ducks and an OOB constituted a singularly successful morning and it's a good job that the £4 in winnings softened the blow.

The morning was also notable for the return of DJ. Not in a playing sense you'll understand; merely to collect his clubs pending some intensive practice sessions, to treat the boys to the sandwiches and to discuss Wales' performance at Twickenham with a reluctant Mr. Grumpy.

The said Grumpster avoided Nance in the toss for once and partnered Turbo to a clear cut victory. Nance was not aided by caddie Ryan who took the oppportunity for his morning in the fresh air for some serial scoffing with copious amounts of chocolate and pop bracketing the sausage and bacon buttie. This he combined with tree climbing, piss taking and generally being anywhere other than at his player's side.

On the 11th Nance hits a rescue club and exclaims "that's the best shot I've ever hit in my life". Possibly true, but this is the cue for Ryan to describe any of Nance's subsequent less succesful efforts in the same terms. The European and PGA Tours would be much more fun if professional caddies adopted the same attitude.  