Weather still holding

The morning was bright and sunny, and as I de-iced the car I thought that all is well with God's land as I headed toward the golf course estimating the front 4 greens to be free of frost by the time I arrived, Timing slightly off by half an hour, as on the first green I putted 30 ft only for my ball to arrive at the hole the size of a cricket ball having collected snowball style frost on the way. This obviously made putting difficult to say the least until the frost had melted after which I played the wankiest round imaginable and couldn't hit a cows arse with a banjo - All is not well in Gods Land.