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Reminds me of a dream I had (honest) one winter on a golf break weekend where weather and golf were uninspiring and the beds too hard for a decent sleep. I dreamed I was tied on a trolley (luge style) and had to negotiate the course's steepest paths. dont think I would have beaten Hoy, but it was very scary at the time. (And also gave my companions a good laugh over breakfast). AliB |