GoKart on bid for freedom

Oct 18 2009
I just had to tell you what happened whilst playing a round at my local municipal course today.
We had all driven off the 9th tee, two of us banged one straight down the middle, whilst our 3rd playing partner sliced his into the conifers, so once I had reached my ball I went to help find the errant ball in the conifers, after the stipulated 5 mins we declared it lost and went back to the fairway to play our second shots. Problem was, my GoKart was no where to be seen, as you do get the odd unsavoury character on the municipal, we assumed some toe rag had made off with Geraldine (sorry, that’s what I call her, after the wife), anyway, as the 9th, which is a blind green set in a natural bowl, is next to the shop/clubhouse the others played their approach shots and I set off at a brisk pace to get the pro-shop to call the local swat team and “lock the course down”. You can imagine the look on my face when 175yds later as I approached the green, to my utter astonishment, there was Geraldine hard up against the “10th green this way” sign, motor still running, trying to dig herself into the ground. She had travelled a full 170yds on an unwavering course until she met up with the direction sign, either I hadn’t switched her off properly, or some wag thought it would be a good wheeze to have a laugh at my expense, god only knows what anyone observing her trundling along without the aid of safety net and no one in sight must of thought. I think she must of been a little traumatised as after that I’m sure
I could detect her little knobbly wheels trembling a bit as we completed the round.
I gave her a treat when we got home, a rub down with some warm soapy water and a quick spray with some WD40 to give her a nice shine, I don’t think she will be wandering off on her own again.

“I just had to tell you what happened whilst playing a round at my local municipal course today.

We had all driven off the 9th tee, two of us banged it straight down the middle, whilst our 3rd playing partner sliced his into the conifers, so once I had reached my ball I went to help find the errant ball in the conifers, after the stipulated 5 mins we declared it lost and went back to the fairway to play our second shots. Problem was, my GoKart was nowhere to be seen, (more…)

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“No!” I screamed…

Oct 17 2009
I remember the day as if it was yesterday it was a tuesday morning when I typed electric golf trolly into google and saw the GoKart trolly. It was love at first sight, so after checking all the online reviews I ordered one. That was the starting point of all my pain and disturbing idol worship in my garage! It arrived Wednesday morning whilst I was out playing a round at Westridge Golf Club on the Isle Of Wight. When I arrived home it was sitting in the hall, my overpowering urge was to rip the carboard off and uncover “My Precious” but the wife said right into the garage with it to await Sant`s little helpers to pick it up. No I screamed but into the garage it went, so I was reduced to daily worship and touchings of my idol. I found that horsehair shirts and self flagalation took my mind off it for a while,
but then one day it was gone!!! My wife said Santa had taken it and he promised he would deliver it on Christmas morning if I was good..
I only hope that Santa crew do not come out in sympathy with Royal Mail. The moral of this tale is: Think hard GO KART TEAM before sending out your little treasures.

… but into the garage it went… Just received by AgonyAunt@gokart.co.uk…

“I remember the day as if it was yesterday it was a Tuesday morning when I typed electric golf trolley into Google and saw the GoKart trolley. It was love at first sight, so after checking all the online reviews I ordered one. That was the starting point of all my pain and disturbing idol worship in my garage. (more…)

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There There

Oct 16 2009

It’s not golf but it’s Friday. We’re allowed. So there there.

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Discombobulated

Oct 09 2009

The Martin Vousden column…

“Not only is discombobulated one of my favourite words but it rather nicely sums up how I feel on this dreich, as the Scots would say, October morn (it means dull, or miserable, by the way). The reason for being just slightly out of sorts is that somehow it never feels quite right to end a tournament on a Monday, as the European Tour was obliged to do with the Dunhill Links Championship at St Andrews. But the extra time in bed certainly enlivened Simon Dyson, whose last day 66 was one heck of a round, especially as he played the back nine in level par. (more…)

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View from the GoKart seat

Oct 09 2009

From Trevor P. Very north of the border.
“I fitted my new GoKart seat which I’ve found worthwhile in the following ways:
1. It’s a conversation piece that draws further attention to a cart which already often attracts curious and admiring scrutiny.
2. It’s a good piece of ‘one-upmanship’ equipment – “Oops, I nearly put my driver into your bag until I remembered that your GoKart is the one without the seat!” [Sorry Brian, I couldn’t resist that one!] (more…)

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Readers Dogs…

Oct 08 2009

Here’s Buddy being rather coy at Kirkhill GC

Buddy & GoKart

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