London's newest crazy golf course is rubbish. Literally. Washing machines, dog kennels, go karts, treadmills and car bonnets have been brought together to build the courses at Junkyard Golf Club at the Old Truman Brewery on Brick Lane.
Myself and some colleagues were fortunate enough to be invited along to the press launch tonight. Unsure what to expect, we were confronted with a combination of Wonderland, and a really, really bad dream. In a good way.
|This run is a lot narrower than it looks in the photo.|
Players have the option of three courses, but all rules went out the window tonight and we ended up dabbling in all of them, all the while ducking missile-style balls launched by over-enthusiastic players from neighbouring holes (and to be fair, giving as good as we got).
|Cute enough until the dogs' collars light up and it all gets a bit...weird.|
|No explanation needed...|
|At first glance, this hole looks like a cute beach house. Then you see the naked, mangled Barbie dolls, each one halfway to a sandy death.|
|Here's a closer look at those mangled dolls, in case the first photo didn't traumatise you enough.|
|This is Bertha. And yes, the sign does say "do not mount the cow!"|
|As it was press night, we were kept well fed and watered.|