The first time I was exposed to the game of golf, I was in a knee length skirt and wearing a pair of sandals. It was at our local golf and country club where all we had known up to that point was the swimming pool and the restaurant menu (which we used to frequent on a weekly basis). My dad had firmly instructed me and my brother (I have two) to attend a junior golf clinic being held at the club and there was no way I could have gotten out of this one. It turned out to be a fun event mainly because I made new friends. My brother on the other hand, got hooked onto the game from that day. And subsequently so did my dad. Then my mum and younger brother later joined in. As a result of my brother’s and dad’s obsession, I was exposed to the many aspects of the game. I also learnt that the driving range is not necessarily a place where there are cars involved. The fundamentals that I know and the knowledge that I possess about the game is thanks to my dad and brother. Hopefully some day my husband will also become interested in it 🙂

Thus the commencement of playing the game of getting a tiny little ball into a tiny little hole while walking hundreds of metres began.