Sludge had had a bad day.  After living for years on the 11th hole, he had been scooped up in a shovel of rootzone and transported to the...

​‘It’s that time of year,’ muttered Sludge.  ‘Rain, rain and more mud – just as I like it. He started wriggling away from the green and...

Sludge, the longest earthworm on the golf course, watched Campbell sewing seed on the newly raked area on the 11th fairway. The...