What’s your favourite book? What’s your favourite song? I hate those type of questions. They are simply impossible to answer and anyone who does have an answer must be a little, well quite frankly, simple. We all have favourites for different circumstances, different times in our lives, different relationships and places.
If someone asks me to name my favourite film or album or artwork, my mind always goes blank because there’s too much to consider to even begin thinking, and if I do, I start to get emotionally distressed. But when a clubhouse discussion the other week turned to, “the best golf club you’ve ever owned,” there were far fewer options to choose from and my mind went into a happy frenzy, recalling the best memories of my near 40-year golfing life.
