30th October 2025 • The HERALD • Page 77 v INDEPENDENT, LOCAL AND PROUD v SPORT IN THE HERALD October Monthly Medal Despite a delayed start waiting for thick fog to clear, on ursday 2nd October 38 New Forest Golf Club Seniors embarked on this last monthly medal of the 2025 season. With the majority scoring in the low to mid 70s, Dave Titchmarsh stormed in streets ahead with nett 66 to win the Division 2 medal while Steve Lupton emerged top of Division 1 with a highly creditable nett 70. Alan Clifford took the nearest the pin prize on hole 2. Division 1: 1st Steve Lupton – nett 70, 2nd Roy Nelson – nett 71 (back 9=34), 3rd Phil Kilburn – nett 71 (back 9=35). Division 2: 1st Dave Titchmarsh – nett 66, 2nd Jeff Hewett – nett 70 (back 9=31), 3rd Alan Clifford – nett 70 (back 9=34). Winners Steve Lupton and Dave Titchmarsh Jim Burgess Shield On Tuesday 7th October, an initially cloudy and quite cold day turned out to be unseasonably warm and sunny for the 50 New Forest Golf Club Seniors who participated in this Stableford competition off the yellow tees. Division 2’s leaders all scored 37 points so complex countback calculations were required to separate them, however Division 1’s Terry Gordon’s 39 points made him clear winner of the Jim Burgess Shield. Andy Homes won nearest the pin on the 16th. Division 1: 1st Terry Gordon – 39 pts, 2nd Steve Waterman – 38 pts, 3rd Steve Lupton – 37 pts. Division 2: 1st Robin Swanston – 37 pts (back 9=22, back 6=13, back 3=7), 2nd John Pickering – 37 pts (back 9=22, back 6=13, back 3=6), 3rd Frank Lockley – 37 pts (back 9=20). Terry Gordon, winner of the Jim Burgess Shield Sleep little one I will be home soon, And sing along to your favourite tune. Tell you stories like Little Bo Peep, And tuck you in when you’re fast asleep. Walk hand in hand, see ships in the bay, Collect shells, then sandcastles to play. I will wipe the ice cream from your nose, And blow the sand from out of your toes. Then lift you up carried shoulder high, All too soon the day will pass by. Sleep little one I will be home soon, And sing along to your favourite tune. THINKING OF HOME by Jim Dolbear© Poets Corner MR PERFECT by Martin Grist© I’m the man with the poetry powers, I’m the man who smells like owers, I’m the man who’s always smiling, I’m the man who’s always beguiling, at’s what she said, and she said to me, I’m the one for her, I’m the one with whom she concurs, Any questions I have the answers In fact I’m her dream man In every way, Mr. Perfect. I’ll be buried at sea now that I’ve learned to swim It took 54 years but now I’m safe to chuck in en my spirit can reach any coast that I choose Any tide, any current, I’d have nothing to loose. I could wallow o Woolacoombe, the sand dunes to view Filled with wall to wall tourists, not the old place I knew Maybe front crawl to Cornwall dodging each water ski For they won’t be aware that they have to dodge me. Could I backstroke o Norway a ord to nd ere I’d mingle with mackerel doesn’t that blow your mind I may breast stroke to Boston, view those trees in the fall New York’s icy cold Hudson, that’s no bother at all. ough my best choice of course is not hard to decide at’s my butter y stroke on the shores of the Clyde. Buried At Sea by Isobel Smith©
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