Golfing

For some time, my wife’s had this ridiculous idea that I’m playing too much golf.

Actually, it came to a head at about 11.30 last night.

She suddenly shouted at me, “Golf, golf, golf. All you ever think about is bl**dy golf!”

And I’ll be honest, it frightened the life out of me. I mean,

Spoiler:

you don’t expect to meet somebody on the 14th green at that time of night!