Here’s my Sunday Sevens – a few photos from my last week, linking in with Natalie from Threads and Bobbins, and all the other lovely Sunday Seveners.
A little bit late I’m afraid but I thought I’d best update my blog otherwise those of you who read regularly might think I’ve done a Shirley Valentine and stayed in Portugal!
Here we are then, if even you thought golf was boring and didn’t fancy it, read on…. it might be a good walk spoilt to some but it’s also a great excuse to jump on a plane for some sunshine!
The view from our apartment on the first morning…….
the view from inside reception as we waited for our minibus to take us to the golf course.
I won on the first day! The winner had to wear pink deely boppers for the whole evening and at breakfast the next morning. I didn’t have to wear the doggy eye covers though!
Helen sadly came last on the first day and had to wear the golf ball deely boppers! We did get quite a few comments and most people thought we were away on my hen do! (note the trousers have remained ankle length for now).
Another day another game of golf in glorious sunshine. We were so lucky – the weather wasn’t half as nice the week before.
We had a presentation night each evening and there was always surprises – one night Helen presented one of the ladies with some L plates as she’d never ridden a buggy before.
As well as playing lots of golf we ate the most amazing fish dishes…..
And sang Karaoke…….
Mags was our overall winner of the week. Helen had devised various comps which we were awarded points for. I didn’t get very many. Although I won on the first day, as the nights got later the scores at golf got worse, but luckily I managed to avoid wearing the losers deely boppers.
We came home Thursday. Friday morning I woke up to 3 inch of snow and no voice. When I say no voice, I could just about manage a squeak and a whisper!
The snow didn’t last long, thank goodness. As Sunday Sevens wouldn’t be the same without an sunset, here’s Friday night whilst I was out for a walk. I couldn’t get one whilst in Portual – I heard they were amazing but the pubs were all facing the wrong way!
So ladies, if you fancy joining us on a next trip you’ve a year to learn how to play golf!!