But this time, thankfully no Bo Dereks though had a Dolly Parton instead!
The college reunion was with a difference, as it was held in the City of Joy and not the Capital, peppered with rounds of golf in Tolly Club during the day and the sloshing of the draught of vintage in the evenings: on the golf course while most drove, chipped and putted for either a par or a bogey, I hooked, sliced and shanked for a Bo Derek (for the uninitiated, that's a 10!) In the evenings, the winners compensated for their low scores during the day, and those of my ilk drowned our sorrows aided and abetted by 'Bacchus and his pards.'
