The older you grow, the more things irritate you and the grumpier you get is the general rule of thumb. As I’m growing older, I’m trying hard (though not always successfully!) to pull back from this one-way street to never-ending misery and a permanent state of frustration, especially when it comes to golf.
I’m not going to lie, it isn’t always easy, but things that might once have irritated me, and still do irritate others, no longer seem to really matter. In my earlier golfing life, I would have had a slightly different view on dress codes, and would very much have said what is so difficult about wearing a polo shirt with a collar to play golf.
