Happy Birdie!

Today at Konopiste golf club www.gcko.cz playing the Radecky course on the 8th hole, par 3 I got a birdie. Not an amazing feat under normal circumstances but I was 80 metres away from the hole with my pitching wedge in my hand. GET IN THE HOLE!!!! For non golfers to give them a hint at the magnitude of the occasion I should explain the last time I did a shot like this I was 21! I was playing on a municipal course in Leeds, it was 7.30 am in the morning and I was in a bunker below the green and couldn't even see the hole from my position.

Just like most people will always remember where they were when they heard the news about JFK, Elvis, John Lennon ,Princess Diana or Michael Jackson I guarantee you every golfer always remembers these special shots. For this reason do we golfers , come rain or shine, get up early and drive for miles just to hit a small white ball backwards and forwards across a 6km field.

Bliss!

School's out for summer

Across Europe school finished yesterday and the question in every parents mind is " what do I do with the little darlings for 2 whole months"?
Camp is the obvious answer, the choice is endless : biking, golfing, horse riding,canoeing,hiking, painting, circus skills and much much more but here is the dilemma . Give little Johnny a choice early on in the year and although he will have happily taken part in the discussion, allowed you to pay for everything, bought the equipment to keep his interest up etc around about now he will be shaking his little head and stamping his feet about not wanting to go. I have tried to force my daughter to go on a camp and what you are left with is an ill tempered child for the whole of the summer- not nice.
Another solution is to book a camp at the last minute and whilst bargains abound in the last minute travel industry the choice left to you in the last week of the school term is usually hideous- anyone for snail watching camp? No,didn't think so . Even should you manage to find something last minute the only available date always seems to be the exact first week of the holiday leaving you rushing around like a loony and still be left to wonder what about the other 7 weeks?
The Americans seem to have got this right by having a long standing tradition of whole summer long camps and most kids seem to buy into it. Ok lately Fat Camp seems to be the most talked about but again the choice is huge. My friend even told me she used to go to Jewish camp as a kid- who knew!

So what have I done with my child this year? Next week we go to Madrid where I will leave her in the very capable hands of the people at TASIS at www.summer.tasis.com for a month long intensive Spanish language camp for 14 - 17 year olds. She will be based in Salamanca for 3 weeks and the last week will be spent on the Costa del Sol so its not all work.Now I must confess I am so jealous because I would love to have done something like this but I come from a generation where we didn't really do that type of thing( we got summer jobs!!). Am hoping that during this month that her Spanish will come on in leaps and bounds. Cheap it isn't but when you consider that next year she will take her IGCSE in Spanish and that the Spanish oral accounts for 40% of the grade then I think this is money well spent.

Now, the only question left to ponder is what I will do with her for the remaining 4 weeks!

Beach bum or builder's bum?

There are not many things that I would say the Brits are the best in the world at but we are world beaters when it comes to mens swimwear policy . Somewhere along the way it became an unwritten law that our menfolk were never allowed out wearing the oft seen 'grape smugglers' so beloved of the European nations. This education starts from a very young age in England and pop into your local Mothercare store and you will be hard pressed to find a pair of Speedos even for your 3 yr old. In short it is not big or clever to be experimental with your swimwear and noone wants to see any part of your anatomy wrapped in tight shiny lycra ,especially not that part anyway! I don't care if you do think you look like Ronaldo in them - because you don't.
In my ideal world the only swim shorts that would be allowed are made by Vilebrequin.. Not only do they offer classy and individual swimwear they also have the most fantastic web site. Check it out and then the next time your man steps out on the beach in anything less sartorial you know what has to be done!

Word to the wise.

Do not tempt fate by blogging about everything turning out all right on the night as I did last night.
I got up at squat o' clock this morning to drive to the airport ( 90 minutes by the way)got there with 30 minutes to spare to find out the plane had been cancelled due to technical difficulties in Warsaw. Would Madam like to check in on the next flight this afternoon at 2.30pm? It was supposed to be a day trip not an hour and a half trip so no thank you!

Last call to everywhere-ville!

Tomorrow I go to Warsaw for the day and in typical Hartley style I have no idea what time my flight goes or comes back. Its not that I haven't got a flight booked( thanks Jana you are a star!) but I just have this pathologically cavalier attitude to travelling that stops me from paying any attention to the details. Hotels never get booked until the same day of the stay, transport to the airport never gets booked until I need to leave,the office address where I have my meeting remains a mystery- in short why do today what you can put off until its too late! The margin for error is huge and sometimes is quite stressful but do I change my habits? No, not a bit of it, I thrive on the excitement! On the whole I am amazingly lucky and in the last few years nothing disastrous has happened but I am a permanent accident waiting to happen. Even family holidays are given the same treatment and if by some freak of nature I do go mad and book the flights and hotel in advance I will leave the mode of transport to the hotel to chance, just in case a better option comes along. This did badly backfire once when I arrived in Florida on Xmas day at 2am with a cranky 4 year old child in tow and expected to hire a car to get me to a resort that I had not even bothered to print out the address for!
I have tried to analyse this odd behaviour of mine and I would generally say that because the rest of my life is so structured and planned that I like the buzz of not having everything under my control but just maybe there is something deeper at the core? The first flight I ever took was on my 18th birthday and I decided to go on my own to Tunisia . This holiday was of course only booked the day before and I guess the travel agent thought I was an experienced traveller because I was given my travel documents and that was it,leaving me to figure out the journey from Harrogate to Gatwick . My flight was due to leave at 2.45pm on the Saturday and to cut a long story short I missed the flight by arriving to check in at 2.30pm! I spent my birthday in Gatwick aiport and you'd think I would have learnt an invaluable lesson from this but instead I awakened a beast. My unwavering believe that it will all turn out OK is maybe just a quaint personality quirk of mine but whatever it is I apologise to anybody who ever has to travel with me and suggest that, unless you have nerves of steel, you make your own travel arrangements !

Get super nourished!

I am a gadget geek and if we are really being specific I love kitchen gadgets. Whether it be a juicer, steamer,blender, salad spinner,crock pot,deep fat fryer etc it does not matter just so long as it has a plug on it . Nothing special in that I hear you say until you realise that I cannot cook to save my life. My child used to say that my speciality was Egg mayonnaise sandwiches but once puberty hit even that dubious distinction was taken away from me. When she had to take food into school for a party or a school fair I was the Mum allocated with the packets of crisps! My kitchen looks as good today as the day I bought it 12 years ago with not a scratch on it so I suppose I am even saving money by not being able to cook.
So why on earth did I suddenly decide this evening as I got home to juice the entire contents of my fridge? I had ,in all fairness, signed up to email updates from www.juicingshack.com and even gone so far as to print off their juicing by colours guide which was very easy and informative. With my new found knowledge at hand in went the green lettuce (easiest green vegetable to juice apparently) the cucumber, the courgette and the carrot ( lots of sugar in them so be careful). The result? I can honestly say that if being healthy relies on my drinking this smelly disgusting gloop then sign me up for a permanent diet of double burger and chips! Anyone want to buy a nearly new juicer?

Luxembourg- the lights are on but nobody's home!

Luxembourg is the financial hub of Europe. A small very green and pretty country but ask anybody you meet where they live and odds on the answer will be either France,Belgium or Germany. With 150,000 people commuting into Luxembourg on a daily basis it's clear that nobody actually works and lives here and am not surprised!
Shops close at 6 pm,restaurants open for dinner at 7pm and don't even think of trying to find an American chain of coffee shops for a tall macchiata with a dash of anything whether low fat or otherwise in the centre because it's not happening (unless you class McD's as a suitable substitute and I don't)! Is it any wonder that people finish work and get the hell out of Dodge? Even pedestrians get a hard time in favor of the money people in their German precision engineered cars- black only please!
In 2009, only 900,000 tourists came to Luxembourg. To put this number into perspective 9 million people came to the the Isle of Wight last year! Now maybe the country is so rich that they do not need to change and they are happy with the status quo but as any good farmer will tell you - never put all your eggs in one basket!
So come on Luxembourg, wake up and smell the McDonalds coffee, you are missing a trick here. Go mad, leave the shops open until 7 pm, serve Spag Bol at 5.30pm- what's the worse that could happen? Just maybe that visiting English businesswoman would have paid 750 euro for a Lancel handbag and then settled down to read her Daily Mail over a glass of Pinot Grigio and a Caprese salad instead of retiring to her hotel room with a packet of maltesers!
P.s to the shop that only stocks womens clothes in sizes 6 -one size does not fit all!