Sometimes the thrill of playing golf is the games that we decide to play.

This Sunday we were playing a tournament and she asked if I was keen to play a Skins game on the side. "Sure," I said - feeling lucky.

- What is the wager?
- How about a round in the Clubhouse after the game...., I tried to suggest.

She looked out at her garden. The grass was long because she had been playing too much golf. With hindsight, I guess I should have seen the signs.

- If I loose I will cut your lawn, and if I win you will cut mine. OK?

This week I cannot play golf. I have to mow her lawn....