Thursday, April 19, 2007

Halfzeimers

Auld Eric comes intae the golf clubhoose lookin afae doon.
"Fits up wee ye min?"
"Am goin tae gee the golf up loon" he says
"Hoo come that?" I asks
"We a the wankin av deen oor the years, ma eyesicht is jist nae fit it wiz, a cannae see far the ba is goin noo. Wifes niver bin a problem as I can feel ma road roond thone hole."
"Och awa wee ye min, all tell ye exactly fit tae dee. Fit wy div ye nae organise a game wee auld Alec there, 92yrs auld, but eyes like a hawk, he'll see far yer ba gings nae probs"

Twa weeks later, the twa o them are stood on the first tee.
Eric smacks the ba off the tee, turns tae Eric
"Did ye see far that went min?"
"Oh aye, oh aye, nae bother" says Alec
Alec then sends his ba awa.

Twa o them are marchin doon the fairway. They then stop and Alec plays his second shot. Off they go again. Efter anither 50yrds Eric's thinkin tae himsell, feck me, I've niver hit the ba so far in a my life, on they plod.

"Here min, are you sure you seen ma feckin ba aff the tee?"
"Oh aye, oh aye, seen it feckin fine" replies Alec
"Far the feck is it then?"



"A cannae remember!"





Naithin like a guid shot in the dark ;-)