So little time

Fergus has a long to-do list and is wondering how to tackle it.

I’m feeling a bit flustered at the moment because there’s just so much I want to do today and I don't see how I can fit it all in. I want to go out on the course and watch some more live golf, but I’m struggling to tear myself away from the big screen because I don’t want to miss a moment of the action. I also want to go to the merchandise tent and purchase as much Ryder Cup 2008 kit as I can possibly fit in a holdall, but I also need to get some food. Oh no…. food… more decisions. Do I want a breakfast burrito or pancakes and syrup, a hot dog or an ice cream (no Magnums sadly). Right, I’m just going to have to sit still until I calm down a little and begin thinking rationally again.

I’ve just seen something that made me laugh. Someone has brought a cardboard cut-out of Monty with them – brilliant.

Fergus Bisset
Contributing Editor

Fergus is Golf Monthly's resident expert on the history of the game and has written extensively on that subject. He has also worked with Golf Monthly to produce a podcast series. Called 18 Majors: The Golf History Show it offers new and in-depth perspectives on some of the most important moments in golf's long history. You can find all the details about it here.

He is a golf obsessive and 1-handicapper. Growing up in the North East of Scotland, golf runs through his veins and his passion for the sport was bolstered during his time at St Andrews university studying history. He went on to earn a post graduate diploma from the London School of Journalism. Fergus has worked for Golf Monthly since 2004 and has written two books on the game; "Great Golf Debates" together with Jezz Ellwood of Golf Monthly and the history section of "The Ultimate Golf Book" together with Neil Tappin , also of Golf Monthly.

Fergus once shanked a ball from just over Granny Clark's Wynd on the 18th of the Old Course that struck the St Andrews Golf Club and rebounded into the Valley of Sin, from where he saved par. Who says there's no golfing god?