It’s glorious sunshine outside here in Lichfield and I’m inside with the telly on, writing the blog (early) and wallowing in the build-up to The Masters. There really is no hope for us golf tragics. In truth, it’s too hot for gardening and my back garden is now lacking shade thanks to the ravages wreaked by Storm Dave a few days ago.

What bliss to have the Masters on and no more worries about Rory. All those years of angst dispelled last year.
Part of next door’s huge fir tree ended up in my garden and that led to a flurry of tree felling, which leaves a bit of an open look that will take a little getting used to. Will I miss my shade? Probably. Might have to consider some sort of brolly, pergola, whatever, so, like most things, it’s all a work in progress.

Extra foliage in the garden. Shed was saved by my tree taking the brunt.
The fir tree was really too big for where it was and it shed its needles all year round, much to my irritation. I took a photo of one of the branches and tried to identify it via the Woodland Trust tree identification app with no luck. However, something called picturethisai.com (ah, the dreaded AI) came up with Deodar Cedar (aka Himalayan Cedar or Cedrus deodara). Apparently deodara is Sanskrit for “the wood of the gods” and it’s a sacred tree for Hindus. Oops. Perhaps cutting it down will bring bad luck…

Identified as Cedrus deodara.

Coming down.

Last rites for a giant.
In truth, gardening is for next week because it’s all about Augusta for the rest of this week – except for those competing somewhere themselves; good luck to all at Roehampton and Royal Portrush – and our annual draw has been completed. Rock on Tommy!

Surely the winner must be on that sheet somewhere…
It’s already been a big month for a few people in golf, including David Llewellyn, who’s just become the 86th captain of the PGA. Lulu, as I’ve always known him, is now the executive head professional at Carden Park in Cheshire and the Welshman is beyond proud.
“It’s the greatest honour the PGA can bestow upon a golf professional,” he said. “I feel very humble and even now, having known about the appointment for a little while, I still get a bit of a tingle at the back of the neck. My responsibility is to uphold and support the values and philosophies of the PGA but also to pass the message on to the younger generation. That’s what our job is, to spread the word of golf and encourage the next generation to play.
“Whatever happens, you’ve got to keep that conveyor belt going of getting people to play the game. That’s what members of the PGA should be doing and that’s one of the things I’ll try and get over.”
Back in 1972, Lulu, who’s now 74, was rookie of the year on the (very new) European Tour but it wasn’t until 1988 that he won the Biarritz Open with a score of 258, 14 under par, a record total that stood for 32 years. In one round he had a putt for a 58 but three-putted. He was in to Zen at the time so wasn’t really aware of his score and only vaguely registered the huge crowd that had materialised round the 18th green then melted away…
The year before he and his partner had won the World Cup for Wales at Kapalua in Hawaii, beating Scotland, represented by Sandy Lyle and Sam Torrance, in a play-off. Lulu’s partner? A bloke called Ian Woosnam, who won the individual title by five strokes from Lyle.

David Llewellyn, captain of the PGA [Getty Images for the PGA]
There’s also a new CEO of the LET (Ladies European Tour), once described by some long-suffering soul as the hardest job in golf. That’s debatable but Tom Phillips says he’s up for the challenge and the blog wishes him all the best. He has a lot of talented players to work with and golf doesn’t want to get left behind as other women’s sports grow and grow.
Tom has an extensive cv that includes a lot of experience in Asia. He has worked for the DP World Tour, most recently as Director of Middle East and before that he was CEO of the Hong Kong Golf Association and of the Faldo Series, so he should be pretty clued up on all aspects of the game.

New pin: Tom Phillips at this year’s Aramco Championship at Shadow Creek in Las Vegas [Mark Runnacles/LET]
Talking of Ireland’s finest, Mary McKenna, a bona fide legend, is celebrating the 25th anniversary of the Mary McKenna Salver. It’s an annual match between the Irish Senior Ladies and the Scottish Vets Ladies Golf Association. I think that’s the official designation but in simple terms it’s the Irish Old Dolls agin the SODs….Sorry girls, couldn’t resist it.
The first match was at Royal Portrush and that’s where it is this year, this coming Sunday and Monday. Hope the weather is kind.
Last but by no means least a very happy 90th birthday to Belle (Isabella) Robertson, one of Scotland’s finest (despite passing on her rabbit ears to compatriots Colin Montgomerie and, it seems, Robert MacIntyre). She’s due to be at Roehampton today (Friday 10th April, her actual birth day is the 11th) as the Gold Cup celebrates its 100th. Many congrats to everybody there, past champions and current competitors. Play away.

Two giants of the game: McKenna (left), the wee girl from Donabate and Robertson (nee McCorkindale), the wee girl from Dunaverty. Golf took them everywhere.






Hi Patricia, great to see Leona Maguire (THE QUEEN OF CAVAN] as have named her, coming back into form, as you say after a lean period of late.
Best wishes from Enniskillen.
Yes, hope Queen Leona has a good year, Gordon. Fingers crossed.