And then there was John Thorburn.
I lived five miles west of Peterborough, Cambridgeshire in a village called Ailsworth and Milton Ferry is about halfway between Ailsworth and Peterborough. Milton is where a golf course was built on the estate of Earl Fitzwilliam in the late thirties. In 1941, when I was 14 years old, I and my next-door friend Alan Francia cycled up to the course to see if we might find golf balls. We left our bikes in the parking lot and cautiously crept along what we later found out was the first fairway. We had not gone far when we were accosted by an aged, sun-tanned man with a strange accent. He turned out to be John Thorburn the acting pro. Continue reading