Where have all the kangaroos gone?

Most of my golf life has been all about don’ts. ‘Don’t do this’, ‘don’t do that’. On bad days, it’s even got to ‘don’t play golf’.

It’s never been about ‘dos’.

Until recently. Now it’s all about ‘do hinge my wrists correctly’, ‘do follow the hand arc’, ‘do release’, ‘do compress’, ‘do swing to a three-quarter finish’.

It like the old adage: ‘Don’t think of a kangaroo’. My golf’s been full of hopping kangaroos in recent years. West Sussex has been plagued by them. Kangas everywhere you look.

No more kangaroos for me now. I like this ‘doing’ lark.

Off to Knightsbridge Golf School and the court of D&S tomorrow. To do things.