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Berwick 1996 Of all our golf holidays the one I remember least is Berwick. I've no idea why this is the case - was I particularly drunk all the time, was it so crap I've banished it from my memory or was it simply uneventful - who knows. The only strong recollection I have is of Alan Munro, doing a Gavin and getting us completely and utterly lost. Alan(Mr Reliable) lived in Berwick for a spell so when he says he knows where the local golf course is, you believe him. However the sad reality was a convey of cars going up a hill, down a hill, along several roads and into numerous cul-de-sacs. After a while driving us all round the bend! Eventually a very shame faced Alan admitted he didn't know how to get to the golf course. I doubt if he will ever live it down. Can anyone help me out with any other stories from Berwick? NF
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