Sri Lankan driver, Prikash, took us to Luton airport. We chatted about the “island of tea and spices” then and now. He was astounded I’d been there as recent as last summer. He escaped Jafna at the height of the turmoil in 1985, when I was still on the island.
Jim got it absolutely ‘spot on’ again with the Ogston hotel. Centrally located in the hub of St. Andrews. We did a walk about and found the Cross Keys pub to watch the final 4 holes of the British Open. The place was divided between the two possible champions, Stenson and Mickelson. We met numerous pubbees like ourselves: David, Lee and the group of singing golfers from Aberdeen. What a hoot! David is a retired engineer, passionate golfer, who now caddies all courses in and around St. Andrews. Had my first Scotch, couldn’t pronounce the name, if I could remember it! A great time was had by all…Cher and MK were thick as thieves with a couple of ladys; Mary, a merry old gal and Allison, the wife of John, who made a killing on a bet on Stenson winning. He kept saying with an infectious, hardy laugh, “I’m treating my gal big tonight! MacDonald’s for supper, and if he(Stenson) wins she can even have a BIG MAC”!
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