That was the weekend that wasn't

Well, wrote Saturday off from an exercise front. Was in office at 7:30 in the morning, still in office at 7:30 in the evening and didn't get back home til gone 9pm so a bit of a disaster really.

I had to cancel golf as well on a gorgeous day and let me golfing buddy John down again. Will have to pop down and apologise tomorrow night.

Even worse have had to cancel the manager's trip I was supposed to go away on next week due to a family bereavement. Gutted about that. Really looking forward to the break I was.
So on to Sunday. Did ten miles this morning on the FCR1 and then went to the Quinn Masters at the Belfry to watch the golf with my dad and my uncle Michael.

Great to see the pros, watched Paul McGinley tee off on the 16th, am not sure if he's one of the bigger hitters or average or what but he hit the ball a country mile awesome. Also watched the final grouping of Lee Westwood, Gonzales Fernandez-Castano and Michael Campbell tee off on the 208 yard par three and they just hit the ball so pure and so hard it's amazing to watch the difference between pros and club golfers is like premiership footballers and Derby County, absolutely vast.



Lee Westwood teeing off on the first.

Lee Westwood walking along with eventual winner Gonzales Fernandez-Castano

Paul McGinley looking grumpy on 16th tee.