More dictation from my walk last night, remembering our trip to London:
So rejoining the adventure after our pitstop for the football. Then somehow or other we made our way to Bank and to Puttshack. So it's a Puttshack we've been to a few times before, and the same course that we've definitely done as a family before. When you're in there, there are three different courses you can do, but I don't think you can select which course you do. You just get assigned to one. We all had a good time right up until the end, when T2 realised he had come last, and I think he thought he hadn't come last and I think that upset him a little bit. It's very difficult to do anything about it when you get to the final hole. Still good times.
We were tempted to try and book straight on do do another round, next time we'll do two. This time we thought we'd better get looking for dinner. It's about half six by this point.
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