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left to right: Joe Barrett, Mathew Scally, the ingenius PPG Trophy, Frank Pyne, Enda Brady.

I was thrilled to say the least, when the boss invited me to take part in the competition for the Petrogas Perpetual Golf Trophy last Thursday. Non golfers were invited to hone their Archery and Clay Pigeon Shooting skills, all at a beautiful secret venue in Co. Kildare.

Suffice to say, a wonderful crisp and rare dry Autumn day, full of competitive spirit was had by all and that competitive spirit flowed on into the night at the beautiful Moy Valley Champions Course Hotel Bar and Restaurant. ( Darn it...I've gone and let the secret venue out of the bag! ). The food was wonderful and the staff friendly, courteous and extremely accommodating.

Being largely unused to celebration down in the complaints department, I had a ball. The next morning, it was with a heavy heart and a fragile facade of well-being that I left the warmth and hospitality of the Moy Valley Champions Club Hotel behind me, to drive home.

On the way I thought about my golf performance the day before. I decided if the boss invited me next year I was going to go for the archery instead. I recalled the boss throwing himself to the ground on the 10th fairway as a drive from one of the area managers whizzed by his ear and wondered.... do archers shout fore?