Sunday the 29th of August, 1971

Sunday the 29th of August, 1971. Since the years turn, Britain had seen eight months of chaos,

with postal workers on strike, Rolls-Royce in bankruptcy, Northern Ireland's a political

powder keg, elected racist Enoch Powell, still banging on about the rivers of blood.

Unemployment at its highest level since the end of the Second World War.

And yet the most talked about news story was Bad Boy's show jumper, Smith being stripped of his medal for flicking

a V sign at the judges.

The country was full of strikes, riots and protests, as the rich got richer and the poor got poor.

But in Leatherhead, 16 miles south of London, everything was tranquil.

As 47-year-old groundskeeper Norman Stones kept the Greens and Fairways of Leatherhead Golf Club pristine and immaculate.

With 15 years under his belt, Norman kept to a strict routine. He'd state, as the Greenkeeper's hut is close to the

10th hole bunker, I finished up my weekend duties, arrived at the bunker at 740 a.m.

I raked it over and I finished off the 10th green.

Been two hours after dawn. the club was opening in minutes, and with the weather

predicted to be 26 degrees with barely any wind. The course that day would be

busy.

On the front crest of the center of the bunker

are found lying there a bone about 18 inches long which was covered in dirt. I recall

it having a knuckle at one end and a smaller knuckle at the other.

Having been stripped of meat, cartilage and skin.

With the ends gnawed, as a hungry beast had feasted on the juicy maverbone inside.

I guess some fox had a good meal.

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