Sir Arthur Conan Doyle eat your heart out. The snow has cleared in Suffolk and has been replaced by a blanket of fog so thick that it would have kept Sherlock Holmes wrapped up at home with a hot toddy. Foiled again, blast. Here's hoping tomorrow will provide a little bit more visibility so I can get back on the course. In the meantime I'll rustle up a review of the Kasco Winter Fit gloves...
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