A lesson learned...?

Two strange things happened today after Moog and I had finished an enjoyable 9 holes of golf. One highlighted the fact that it is best not to judge a book by its cover whilst the other showed that one shouldn't immediately react to what is said without understanding what is meant.

As we headed off for a post-game offering of an 'All day breakfast', we walked past the Driving Range and noticed one strange looking golfer who was clearly new to the game. Possibly in his 50's, with a big bushy beard, an old looking set of clubs, & boots instead of golf shoes, he started some “practice swings”. Whilst the golf we had just played demonstrated that neither Moog nor I were in no place to pass judgement, as usual this didn't stop us. Everything about his swing was wrong; he swayed from side to side, his head moved up and down and the plane of his swing as it stiffly approached the general (although not specific) proximity of the golf ball meant that there was only going to be one disastrous result....that the ball would fly straight and true for over 200 yards. What a fluke! As was the next shot and the one after that and the one after that etc etc. However wrong it looked, I hope that nobody ever gives him a lesson, because it obviously works for him.

As we headed on to breakfast considering our (relatively) more perfect swings and our less than perfect end results, the Moog said that he “...wanted a wee!”. Thinking that he had regressed to his childhood, (when we would often spend Saturday mornings on a driving range near Corsham, partly because he seemed to like golf, and I seemed to like the cheap breakfast that came with the lessons!), I became a little concerned. This feeling increased when he asked if I had "...seen it", and also when he said that it would be great if "...all the family could play with it at Christmas! "

It then became clear that he didn't want a “wee”, but he did want a “Wii”, the new Nintendo games console.

What interesting marketing. How long will it be before Nintendo are sued by parents with “psychologically disturbed offspring” who keep wetting themselves and wonder why, when in supermarkets and shops across the globe they call out to their parents that they “...want a wee!”, only to be told that they can't have one because there are no Wiis left and that even if there were, they're too expensive!!