Peter Alliss has been entertaining huge audiences on ABC for many years. In this new anecdotal but thoroughly practical guide, he sets out to promote golf as the answer to middle-aged discontentment. Alliss describes how to go about taking up the game, what equipment is necessary to buy, and who to contact for lessons. He describes the basic techniques of golf, how to maintain a consistent swing, and how to build up self-confidence. Aimed at regular golfers whose skills have deteriorated and would-be golfers who need the guidance as to which path to follow, this guide is humorous but always helpful and confirms the great game as an accessible and hugely enjoyable pastime for both men and women.
Peter was born in Berlin in 1931, the son of the famous British professional Percy Alliss one of Britain's leading players between 1920 and 1939.
He has twice been captain of the Professional Golfers' Association and was the first president of the European Women's Professional Golfers Association, as well as past president of the British Greenkeepers' Association.
Peter was recognised around the world for his television commentaries for ABC in the United States and the BBC in Europe, as well as working for the Australian and Canadian Broadcasting Corporations.
In 2012 he was inducted into the World Golf Hall of Fame in the Lifetime Achievement category.
An amusing consolation for a duffer frustrated by the "large scale social restrictions" that apply at the moment and like all duffers believes a good shot at the driving range was not a fluke but a step towards improving. But you have to be in the mood.
Alliss has for some time now become well how can we best put it...annoying. As a result I'm not really sure why I bought this book. He's become so out of touch with the game and such a caricature of himself that the only person you could suggest he was amusing is himself. Anyway for reasons I still cannot fathom I bought this book and blimey Charlie, it. is. awful. He blathers on about the same old points coming back to them again and again, we get it, you like your Dad's mates who used to play golf, you don't like the 21st Century, you're basically an old bigot. Blah blah blah, it's like listening to someone in an old peoples home with senile dementia wittering on. The nadir is definitely the final chapter where we're treated to Alliss' selection of letters that mentals have written in to him, and some lame chain emails that he found funny. This isn't even touching on another highlight chapter 'golf courses I've played on that were good'...my word. Avoid, avoid, AVOID!!!