Friday Story....
I back onto a large vacant block. Through the week when I can't walk me mate (Angus my Staffy), we head out the back to hit some balls around..
We were doing a bit of chase when it was time to head in. So my last hit I gave it a beauty and it left the tennis raquet sweetly.
Angus took chase while I watched the flying Ball through air, it made my place on full flight and hit the Patrol, ricocheted off the roof into the side of the house hit the flood light. From where I was I thought it went near the work truck. So I though all good I will get it when I'm inside. 10 min later I couldn't find the bloody thing and Angus was sniffing around like he could smell.
Here come some pic's before I finish my Friday Story
BLACK DOT IS ANGUS. THIS WHERE I HIT THE BALL FROM
MY PLACE 6 YEARS IN RENO'S AND OVER IT. BIT LIKE THE PATROL REBUILD
You can see the roof of the Patrol
So back to story...
As I said Angus was sniffing around and came to the point where he was barking at my Plumbing for the Downstairs shower reno. Didn't think much of it at the time. But a few minutes later he was still barking at my Plumbing. Now being a Plumber I though he saying "Hurry the Hell up and finished our place before Everyone else's" But that was not the case...
The pipe
So I got my Torch and viewed down to find...
THE BLOODY BALL
So thats my Hole in one story, and no there was no Prize money for a cracker shot...
The end....
Reply With Quote