My Usual GameJuly 1, 2015

Golfer discovers his wife is a fairy princess

A friend once told me he woke up every morning hoping his wife would turn to him and say, "Darling, I've watched you carefully all these years, and I am now convinced that you really do love me for myself, and I am happy to tell you that I have a $250 million trust fund that I've never mentioned before." Well, she never did (and they're now divorced). But not everyone is as unlucky in marriage as my friend.

Dan Miller, a reader -- that's him in the photo above, taken on the Ailsa Course, at Turnberry -- wrote recently to say that his wife's employer (which sells software to hotels) had transferred her abroad for at least three years, and that they had just completed their company-financed move to... Scotland. He writes:

A nine-week trial run last fall sealed the deal. As I asked my wife when we returned to Los Angeles, last Thanksgiving, "How can we be home and yet homesick?" Between yard sales, Craigslist, and eBay, we sold off or gave away much of what we owned States-side, and began bidding online at auctions in Scotland to furnish our new home, in the market town of Kelso.

Kelso is in southeastern Scotland, right on the border with England. It's less than 50 miles from North Berwick Golf Club, which is one of my all-time favorites. Here's Kelso:

Miller continues:

Will we land on our feet in the home of golf? So far so good. Establish local bank account? Check. Buy used right-drive car? Check. Join local golf club (specifically Goswick, a James Braid links course just across the border with England)? Check. A few bumps in the road? Yep. But absolutely no regrets. Six weeks into our adventure, Scotland still feels like home.

Miller himself had no trouble switching continents, because he's a writer. And, although writers are notoriously lazy, wife-mooching bums, he is at least pretending to pull his weight during this adventure, because he has written and self-published a novel called Machrihanish, which happens to be the name of another of my (and his) favorite golf courses. Here's a photo he took at Machrihanish, looking back toward the clubhouse:

And here's the jacket of his book:

Why don't you buy a few copies and take them on your next golf trip to Scotland? Maybe some of his good luck will rub off.

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