I had my first golf lesson yesterday. Decided it was time for a new hobby, something that would let me get away for the odd morning here and there. Other than one drunken visit to a pitch and putt on a stag do ten years ago, and a few goes at crazy golf over the years (also largely drunken), I was a tabula rasa. Visited the nearest decent club, which has a respected academy and practice facilities, had a coffee with the pro who then took me out for a lesson. We did half an hour on a putting green, the same again in a driving range. By the end I hit consistently about 80 yards in a straight line, and was able to putt groups of three or four to within a few inches of each other. I was amazed at the speed of progress, how the small adjustments he made saw large improvements with almost every swing I took. I enjoyed it very much. He lent me a couple of clubs, gave me some homework to do and I've signed up to an 18 week programme, at the end of which he promises that I'll be going round the main course reasonably respectfully.