Under the trees

In London today the temperature pushed close to thirty degrees.  I had booked a round of golf some time ago and went out despite the stifling heat. For the first couple of holes, a strongish breeze kept the course cool enough, but as the morning progressed, the mercury climbed. 

Late in the round, I hooked the ball into the trees. Stood next to it, I thought of staying put for the rest of the day. However, the four golfers arriving at the tee behind me in their buggies meant I had to move on.

This evening, the government has extended the current lockdown rules. Just one last push they say. I am sure they said the same thing sometime last year.