Practise makes perfect – or so the adage goes.
‘Perfect’ being relative of course and depending on myriad factors including ability and talents. The awkward upshot of this being that some people’s ‘perfect’ is better than others. More perfect, I suppose. Which is awkward but a fact of life and why we venerate certain people and not everyone.Golf is a useful way to contextualise this. The hardest game of all – and famously associated with a quote…“the harder I practise, the luckier I get.”
A poignant week for me just gone with my youngest celebrating his 15th birthday. Blimey and who knew? Nothing particularly revelatory at how Paddy’s life has flashed by – which of course applies to my life also (and yours) and perhaps then time to reflect and take stock on all things in my life.
In 2010, I visited New York with Tom because he had been cast in a film called, The Impossible – and the story of Eclipsed was already fully formed in my mind whatever happened to my eldest son from here-on-in. As well as meeting the director and his co-stars, Ewan MacGregor and Naomi Watts (I…
Back in the day, I used to do what became affectionately known in the Holland household as “The Fruit Bowl.” Each morning, I would pulverise a load of fruit and veg through an angry and loud machine to produce a juice drink in the hope that the Holland boys would grow to be big and…
This year is my 25th anniversary – of when I started to play golf – and despite huge effort and much anguish, I remain hopeless. It is also our 25th wedding anniversary which means that Nikki has witnessed this entire sporting debacle. Over the years, she has seen how excited I am heading for the…
Today is a landmark day in the Holland household. A true first – or at least a first in over twenty years. I refer to the return of Patrick from his school tour of Sri Lanka – and the end of this kid free house that we have been for the last week. Not to…
