Elmoo is not going to be happy with that putt

This is a bit day in the family sporting calendar. When The Open is played in Scotland we always have a family connection. My great-uncle was a groundskeeper at Royal Troon and my uncle, as a senior member of Gullane #1, has been the starter when it was at Muirfield - not to mention that whole "Look! There's my brother again in the window of the club house with another whisky in front of the whole world" tsky-tsky thing.

But it is always nice when it is at St. Andrews. When they show a view of the approach to the 18th hole there there is a red sandstone building in the right side of the background which used to be a hotel where my folks honeymooned. See 8 of 9 in this BBC photo gallery - it's the one with the green-topped turret.

Anyway, we all have to watch to see if "cousin Tiger" - my mother's fiction of choice - wins again.