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More solitary endeavors

I felt quite pathetic that I stayed indoors for such a lovely day on Sunday, so I decided to do a bit better on Monday. This was the last pre-Christmas day off (with an oh-so-imaginative name of Summer Bank Holiday), and it was very tempting – sunny, fresh, not too hot…

So, what can I do on such a nice day on my own? The choice was between sightseeing and golf. Unsurprisingly, golf won hands down. I always contended that sightseeing in solitude brings me very little joy, as I tend to like to discuss things that I see as opposed to contemplating them in silence. Conversely, a solitary round of golf promised an opportunity to focus on improvement. To say nothing of actually spending a couple of hours outside in a nice setting.

I went to the same course that I had played last week, and settled on going nine holes, having correctly surmised that I would be much less disturbed on a short course. True to my expectations, the only people I’ve met were poor interlopers who chanced to hit their balls into my path from other holes. Not that I avoided doing the same to other blokes once or twice.

But in absence of observers to my every shot, I played nothing short of brilliant. Putted fantastically, chipped quite proficiently, hit tee shots… well, ok, I probably did not hit a single good tee shot, and only with a couple of those I was sufficiently pleased with advancing the ball towards the green…

But I managed to get natural bogeys at five holes, which, with handicap adjustment, gave me two birdies and three pars. I sank two long putts along the way, lipped out another one and took more than two putts on just three of the nine holes. Despite that, I took so many atrocious hacks to get onto the other four greens that my overall score still left much to be desired.

I think it’s high time for me to get a few lessons. But I also think that I will make this nine-hole exercise a bit more regular.

And then, I had enough of being outside. What can I tell you? The solitude got to me, probably. I must re-think my long-held conviction about the introverted nature of my temperament…

It occurred to me that possibly the only solitary activity available to me outside the house that I might actually enjoy would be going to see a movie. The nearby multiplex was still showing the latest Harry Potter, which we didn’t go to see with Becky, as we had done with every past installment, on account of leaving for our American holiday (Becky did watch it with her girlfriends on the day it came out).

I am admittedly not a good reviewer, operating mostly on the single-dimension plane of “like”/”don’t like”. Plus, I am sure that many of my readers have long beat me to seeing it. In any case, I cannot see much of a fault with this film. It does an admirable job of condensing a 38-chapter, 900-page book into less than two and a half hours of screen time, even if it leaves out several complementary plot lines and turns. In fact, there is pretty much nothing of the Order of the Phoenix in the movie, save for the early appearance of the good guys and their Ministry battle cameos. Portrayal of Professor Umbridge, on the other hand, was very thorough and entirely enjoyable. In the end, the movie managed to stay faithful to the book and advance the overall plot towards the next installment.

Having thus spent most of the day on doing something, I drove back home and returned to my usual computer-related activities…

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