Skin Flute Symphony

An early Xmas tale...

I posted this on my long lost Canadian brothers blog (http://ttothejtotheo.blogspot.com/) and figured it would make for a worthwile entry on my own steaming pile of blogshit...

When I was around 12, I wanted a set of golf clubs so I could play with my Grandfather, who although was a crap golfer, was the only relative I had that I liked at the time and hence I wanted to spend as much time with him as possible (thinking he was old and likely to die at any moment. He lasted another 10 years). Things didn't look good when my continual hints and subtle suggestions appeared to fall on deaf ears...only to be followed by my mother saying things like "Things are pretty tight this year. Xmas may be postponed till July." I resigned myself to the fact that it wasn't happening this year and perhaps I should start saving my own money.
Then one afternoon, as I got home from school to an empty house it happened. As I was in the old mans wardrobe, going through his stack of girly mags, a glint of shiny metal caught my eye, upon further investigation, it was a 9 iron...which was accompanied by a handful of other clubs and a bag!
Abandoning my porn hunt and ignoring my raging 12 year old libido, I grabbed the 2 wood out of the bag and went into the empty reserve next door with a few balls and went nuts for an hour.
When I came back in, I carefully cleaned the club and put it back in the bag, and stashed it back behind the well worn stick mags.
To this day, I was never caught out and mum was none the wiser...I think telling her would probably make her sad in a strange way and as I am a good son, I won't do it...for now

posted by SkinFluteSymphony @ 1:37 PM