It's been arctic all week and while Sunday brings a slight rise in temperatures, the greens are still frozen solid for Round Ten of the Winter Trophy. Turbo is assigned to preparing Mr. Grumpy's lunch so there's only 7 attendees including the welcome return of Cutie-Cutie who doesn't look a day older.

The three-ball is Fat-Boy, the aforesaid Cutie-Cutie and Tate, followed by Nance, Brett, DJ and Mr. Grumpy. Within two holes Brett is vowing never to turn up ever again in frozen conditions, which doesn't bode well. Scoring is a bit of a lottery and at half-way, Nance's individual 17 points is a stand-out score and enables the 4-ball to open their account with a £1.

The weekly lottery of the refeshment prices quickly pales into insignificance with the news that Brett has actually got married over 6 months ago. Apparently the only reason is for this momentous event is to tidy up the surnames of various children. As Miss Turner would say, "what's love got to do with it?" And given that Brett's new wife is in the habit of adopting new Christian names seemingly at the drop of a hat, this seems a specious argument.

There follows much discussion as to which is worse: whether to be uninvited to a wedding that one knows about, i.e. that of Mr. Grumpy's daughter, or to be uninvited to one that one doesn't know about i.e. Brett's.

At the resumption of the golf, Nance stretches his lead to a comfortable 36 point victory and enables the 4-ball to shade the match, although they lose the back 9. In a vain attempt to save £2 Fat-Boy and Tate engage in some arcane discussion of how the 17/24ths formula might be re-applied that only Johannes Kepler would be interested in.

It's a productive day on the fines front with Nance and Tate collecting lots of camels and there's a smattering of OOB's and Ducks. Cutie-Cutie tries his best to get an OOB into the woods beyond the 14th fairway from the 16th tee, but somehow turns this into a routine par 4.