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Pepsi [Visitor] in response to: What's it really like living on a golf course?

Pepsi [Visitor] — Wed, 21 Jun 2006 05:03:45 +0000

I live ON a golf course.

At night when the greenkeepers have gone home I climb over the razor wire topped fence, pull my hammock from its hiding place in the trees and climb in to dream of times when I will be able to afford my own shanty somewhere warm and dry.

The only problem is the bats that attack me for my scraps of food and leave guano all over my meagre belongings and my poor face. When it gets into my eyes it stings like crazy and I don't see as well as I used to. I tried sleeping with my head in a bag, but that just made it easier for the possums to sneak up and defecate in my hat.

Oh if only I had a Bigger Brother to help me through into the life of unbelievable luxury that you so obviously enjoy without even a thought of how we lesser folk exist.

Truly yours,

Pepsi

Kiel Christianson [Visitor] in response to: What's it really like living on a golf course?

Kiel Christianson [Visitor] — Wed, 24 May 2006 20:17:56 +0000

Hi Ian--Good to have you aboard!

I'm in the "assumed risk" camp: You buy a house on a course--especially about 250 yards down a fairway--and you assume a certain risk. Granted, golfers should not trapse into the yard to play shots, but no matter how much you mark "Private Property," you have to expect that they will retrieve balls. And if you're any sort of a golfer at all, you should expect wayward shots. If you don't want to get hit, buy a house next to a tee box or behind a green (as long as you don't mind the occasional loud curse). Some golfers are inconsiderate--even overtly malicious--and they should be held strictly accountable. But there is a certain margin of error in the game, and if you build a house within that margin, incidents are bound to occur.