It is a platypus favourite and for reasons unknown it sprang to mind last Friday afternoon when two sides of the human condition were on display. Alas Smith and Jones and the Little Oakie Chatter watched a group of seven treating the course as a playground. They left a set of unrepaired divots across the fourth and seemed to think that their buggy could support them all as they performed doughnuts and burnouts.

When confronted about their behaviour I was told to mind my own business in less than polite terms. We have paid, we’ll do what we like and you can get on with your own game. Six of this rabble were men and one a boy of about 16. One member of the group was wearing a dark suit, white shirt and bow tie. None had appropriate footwear and all had alcohol.

Later our paths met again and this time they made sure we all heard a tirade of misogynist garbage. Later their spokesman was seen urinating on the side of the sportsman’s bar. They were certainly setting a fine example for the boy. It prompted us to wonder if when hiring a golf cart the BSC could ask them to demonstrate that their IQ was higher than their shoe size.

The next day the largest field in ages played a medley ambrose in the first Bev Kain trophy. It was a great day with all players contributing to and receiving a prize. The virtues of the human condition were on display. Bev would have been pleased, particularly with Steve Cansell’s raffle seeling prowess and she may have appreciated the humour as three of her sisters presented the winners with new hams and a bottle of wine.

Messrs Toikens, Fitzgerald and Goddard won from Sister Fran, Pat Martin and Bill Heard. Fran was the ladies NTP and Greg Hart, the men’s. Welcome back Barbara. Michael T, on behalf of the winners thanked Barbara, Judy and Fran for their generosity and he reflected on his times with Bev who he described as a wonderful lady. RIP.