I was leafing through a wonderfully smug Sunday newspaper magazine – you know, the kind that’s full of self-satisfied essays featuring people who have given up their £400,000-a-year job in the city to open an organic honey boutique in Bigbury-on-Sea – and there was an article about self-help concepts that we should all embrace.
In order to combat the stresses and strains of modern living, the piece suggested that we take time to immerse ourselves in hygge, which is the Danish art of cosiness, or dabble in a bit of fika, which is the Swedish art of the coffee break. It also implored us to indulge in the act of niksen, which is the Dutch art of doing absolutely nothing.
“Well, at least you’ve got that down to a fine bloody art,” grumbled the sports editor with a wearied sigh. These lifestyle trends must be catching on. One reader, for instance, wrote in to tell me he couldn’t give a fika about my Tuesday column. Or something like that?
Anyway, it’s been quite a lively weekend in the world of golf. But when is there ever a quiet weekend in golf these days? Perhaps the game could just embark on some of that aforementioned niksen and do sod all for a bit?
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