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Peter Alliss – Golfer
14th May 2013
I felt like the rain man today, but not in a Dustin Hoffman way. Gloomy and pouring down, but managed to keep the ever amiable Peter Alliss dry in his garage while I got wet outside. His grip is textbook stuff, and an accident when young means that one of his thumbs is shorter than the other, so tucking it into the perfect spot is a doddle.