There are days when even the die-hard Muffins should not venture out on the course and this probably was one of them. Only 3 degrees and constant rain meant that only 5 Muffins and six others were daft enough to venture forth and such was the severity of the conditions that even the Fat-Boy scurried back to the clubhouse from the 6th tee for an extra layer.

Comparisons with Montrose, Carne and Bude were pertinent. Frozen hands and wet grips made any level of control an impossibility.

Nance and Fat-Boy were partnered together which is usually the recipe for some bickering, but their twin individual scores of 27 points were enough to take the team money. The back 9 saw Turbo hit an unprecedented run of consistency which he ruined by taking his first and only point on the 18th hole whilst Stan and Mr. Grumpy lurched between the average and mediocre.

Cutie-Cutie's early morning decision to cry off cost him 20 camels, but was probably a small price to pay.

Mr. Grumpy sneaked off with the individual honours and it's now "squeaky bum" time in the quest for the Jack S**t Trophy. Mind you, how he manages to win and yet still benefits from a 0.15 handicap increase is anyone's guess.