Thursday Tidbits

Posted on March 20, 2014 under Thursday Tidbits with 2 comments

Adam Scott

Ok ladies. It’s not polite to drool in public. The picture above is of Adam Scott. He is the number 2 golfer in the world, he’s Australian so he has the accent, he’s a gazillionaire and …. wait for this, he’s single.

Well, it was an amazing week hanging out in Florida with my son, Peter. We spent several days at the Bay Hill Golf Club ( owned by Arnold Palmer ) during the practice rounds for the big tournament coming up this weekend. We saw just about all the big names in golf. Rory wasn’t there and Tiger withdrew. It’s fun watching people at the top of their profession. It was also great to get away from winter for a spell.

I certainly haven’t taken a vacation from writing. I have all kinds of new story ideas and penned four new ones while on the trip. I was mentioning on Facebook the other day about an infamous occurrence on a golf trip to Pinehurst, North Carolina. Pinehurst has been a golf mecca for a long time and people come from all over the world to play on the nine courses that make up the complex. It is a high end resort, so you are wondering what I was doing there?

I was a guest of a relative. I’ll cut to the chase. On the final night of our stay,  I wore my kilt to the five star dining room. You must wear jackets and ties. I won’t spoil the story but there was alcohol involved. And the wait staff  were all African Americans who had never seen a kilt. Use your imagination. Coming soon, “Right Up Yer Kilt.”

Back in 1973, I was working  in Victoria , B.C. after graduating from St.F.X.  On one memorable Victoria Day ( the actual holiday ) several members of my family, including my father, attended the Victoria Day parade. Dave Barrett was the Premier at the time and he was the parade marshal.  At the conclusion of the parade, we retired to a watering hole. Well, one thing led to another and before you could hum “Barrett’s Privateer’s” we were off to the premier’s home in Esquimalt for an informal visit. Our father was horrified. Learn more when I publish the story “ Grin and Barrett.”

I’m thinking that this Saturday would be an excellent time to release my story about the appalling client service I received at a car rental agency when I arrived in Florida. You might detect just a hint of sarcasm in the piece “Hurtz Like Hell.” The alternate title could be “Hurtz. Like Hell.”

And of course, I took a stab at a touchy subject…sex education,  in the story “Everything You Wanted to Know About.”

I’ll be back in the country later this evening and at my desk in the morning.

Have a great weekend..

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