So the Mrs and I have joined an “hexclusive” gym at an even more “hexclusive” golf club, oh good god!!! Snobs. The gym is lovelly but the pretentious nature of the doddering ole farts up here is amazing, gad zooks.

We gymed this morning and then decided to go into the BAR, oh boy, never have I seen so many grave dodgers all done up for Sunday lunch and there was I scruffy T, shorts and thongs (that’s flip flops to you chortling in the background). Can we get our 3 course lunch for £13, errr no cos you aren’t sat the right side of the partition wall says the half dead ole bat serving, however since you are sat the wrong side of the wall you could have a lamb dinner, if we had any left cos the grave dodgers have scoffed the lot!!!

Our first experience of an “hexclusive gowlf clurb” full of Thriller extras!

Ah gotta love the snobby alf.