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GOLF COURSE, COSTA TEGUISE, WEDNESDAY 20 MARCH 2019The morning was sunny and warm. With a cup of tea in hand, I sat out on the patio, gazing at the volcano, thinking I could get used to this lifestyle. Something about sitting outside in the shelter and privacy of a walled patio, protected from the wind, all the while looking out at an enchanting view.
But there was work to be done, a purpose to fulfil, risks to take. With no other lead, I had no choice but to return to the golf course. This time in different attire. I went inside to get ready.
I donned a maroon polo top tucked into khaki shorts, something I was able to do at my age thanks to a naturally trim figure not altered by childbearing. I dug out a new pair of white low-cut socks to go with my black runners. Observing myself i
