Due to web hosting issues, this report is being written some 9 days after the event thus details are sketchy. As far as your correspondent can remember, himself, Brett and Turbo dashed off at 8am to be followed by Fat-Boy, Tate, Nance and DJ. 

With the exception of Fat-Boy who totted up about 40points and spread-eagled the field, it was not a good day at the office. The 4-ball took the dosh, Tate bagged the camles with another last ditch effort and Mr. Grumpy's 8 iron inexplicably fell apart when lashed against the edge of the mat on the 13th tee.