Florent Thoumie

Well, weather has been quite good for the past three weeks but it seems a special someone got angry when I left Ireland for France and decided rain should come again. And no, I’m not egocentric.

So James, one of my co-workers told me he was going to Rathmichael (IIRC) to play golf (pitch and putt) with a few friends yesterday afternoon (after work). I have been a couple times to Leopardstown driving range cause it’s as far as five minutes driving from my apartment but I haven’t really played golf in a while, so I figured it could be a good idea to go there and meet new people. We arrived a bit late, around 6:30pm I think while we were supposed to arrive at 6pm. We stopped after nine holes and the result was pretty lame: 17 over par. This is a Par 3 course. Do the math, that means the average is 5. Guess I should play a bit more often, or maybe just stop completely.

Anyway, not sure why I chose this title cause I’m talking about golf really (not about the weather), but it’s been raining during the whole time we were playing. Admittedly, that was a light rain, but still. And there was wind too. I think I got accustomed to rain and wind but I’ve been in Paris for the week-end and it was sunny like hell, with temperature over 25 degrees. In both case I’ve been wet, either because of sweat or rain.

PS: Yeah, ranting again, but I’m french and french people rant. A lot. Get over it.