Happy Halloween!

Here in the UK, little kids celebrate Halloween in the customary fashion, knocking on doors for candies. A few pubs have their own Halloween festivities. At the golf course, they had all the trophies on display in the Clubhouse with 'Happy Halloween!' in big block letters overhead. It was a pleasant affair at the golf course today, going for the fun of it. First, though, we took a detour to Huddersfield, which was the nice private club. Going down the road, we didn't stop for there was a car coming up from behind. The players here were middle-aged men, all wanting an escape from their wives. Haha. Well, I didn't have a wife, so I plead the fifth and carried on. Coming to the roundabout, we headed in the direction of the public facility called Bradley Park.

Rolling up outside it was rather pleasant and busy, it being a Saturday and all came out to play! Benito headed for the pro shop, after having been dropped off, and looked at some of the fine merchandise. Sixty pounds for a t-shirt. Well, well, well. So be it. No, Benito didn't actually buy the t-shirt, but he gave it a half-second thought or two. In any event, he approached the counter and made his case. Oh, yeah. How splendid! Well, that was that. And how about the clubs. Benito received those as well. He questioned as to the glove situation, but since none were on hand except the new ones, Benito carried on about the business at hand. Namely, hitting the crap out of range balls. So, he made his way out onto the platform of nine and 3/4 and pitched his tent, so to speak. Lots one and two were reserved at one o'clock for those combatting the wilderness, but #4 looked right as rain! So, that is where Benito went. And the horror music started to play, for who should appear but an Indian man and his son. very scary. Well, what can I say? No, really, it's quite alright. Indian's are fine people, even if satirized on evening television, for example on the Simpson's. But no matter, we've got connections, so together they went across the park and made some nice ham sandwiches to eat. Mmmm. Ham. Honey ham. and that was that. Now what about the baker's man. Well, now that's another story. And we've had five, no ten, trick-or-treater's so far! Hoping for some more hot mom's! Well, there was this girl at the store with her mother, and Benito didn't notice her until it was too late, for since she was with her mum, there was little chance for him. But they had nowhere to sit, so Benito thought of offering them a place next to them. That would have been smooth, if he had had a previous conversation with the young lady. But, alas. So, there were all left to wonder what would be Benito's next big move. Until he pulled a hat trick like Michael Jackson and said, 'This is it!' And so it was.