The Rabbits assembled last Sunday for the fourth round of their winter classic in wonderful winter conditions.

Your correspondent was out on the course early; not to miss the feat of golf ahead. When, crossing his line of vision he espied a most glamorous lady walking the path between Penally and the beach. An absolutely stunning sight in high heels, fishnets, mini skirt and cape. A feather boa fluttered in the breeze and two poodles followed her on a lead.

Whilst all around was the magical vista which is the Tenby links and a coastal scene second to none. What could be better in life than to be out on the links this Sunday morning and a Hollywood apparition bringing sunshine to all around.

And it came to pass that Brian Hartley was there too, along with debutant substitute this week Nicholas Allen, of rugby renown. A wing forward, open side, who was soon demonstrating that he was not just a one sport champion. Playing against this formidable pairing were Colin Smith and Ian Thomas, the odds on favourites for the league silverware and seemingly invincible. But they were cut down, put to the sword this morning as the Hartley-Allen team walked in comfortable winners by three and two. They now stride the league. Unbeaten and very happy with themselves. A job well done.

Next away were Peter Watkins and Mike Munro, playing against Ron Murphy and the fast developing Stephen Harries. This was a close game and there was nothing in it after seven holes.

Well, the eighth hole at Tenby is a brute of a hole, requiring skill and courage to reach the distant fairway from off the tee. Mike Munro was up to it on this day and launched a 350-yard drive, straight, almost reaching the green.

Then in the calm of the morning we heard applause. It was from the film star walking her dogs.

On the next hole, Peter Watkins played his first bad shot of the league season to date, putting Mike into the Valley of Sin, up to his neck in gorse and lemon grass. In went Mike bravely and from an impossible position smashed his pitch to within one inch of the ninth hole.

The same applause reached the players' ears. "Well played Mike. Great shot. You have got a fan!" They all turned to admire the apparition who was climbing up to the green. "That's not a fan," said Mike. "It's my wife." Obviously Ron Murphy and Steve Harries could not play against this form.

Next away were the Philip Marsden, Philip Watkins partnership playing Dave Morgan and Gordon Glaves. This was a tremendous match with the score all-square after 14. But from there the luck went with the Philips and they carry on as contenders for championship silver, though nobody has placed any money on them. This bubble is likely to burst any moment now.

The fourth match away was a thriller. The Rabbits' vice-captain Glyn Price and partner John Murphy fought like tigers to gain a draw with the much-fancied Mike Anthony and John Stevenson. In this game there were many pars and the match see-sawed between one side and the other. A supreme demonstration of the skills of golf and never to be forgotten.

The great Graham Hamilton made his seasonal debut last Sunday in partnership with Philip Carpenter. This ex-Rabbit captain never loses his sharpness and Philip Carpenter long spoke his praises after the match. The result against Clive Law and Wyn Hopkins again ended in a tense half. Clive Law is now beginning his inevitable climb up the table. In fact, he seemed to be walking on air as he savoured his first point of the season.

Steve Watkins absolutely luxuriated in his substitute partner, Norman Goddard. Yet another halved match resulted against Tom Pritchard and John Murcott, in a game where, I was told, that no hole saw greater than par recorded. Just as it should be, your correspondent writes.

Ray Bowen and Peter Cray are climbing the table after a fine win against Fred Adlam and Brian Dooley. Fred Adlam summarised his opponents' golf by saying they never missed a putt and never missed a fairway all day.

Of course, this does not sound true, but if Peter and Ray are in fact playing the first nine holes in 26 shots net, and repeat this week after week, they are not getting full value for their club subscriptions. Everyone hopes they will soon worsen for their own sakes and for the sake of future opponents.

George Spain and Peter Moss were not quite on song on Sunday, which is rare for them, and Dave Moran and Simon Evans enjoyed a comfortable victory and look to be fair candidates for league success. But they are not perfect, and it is worth blunting their egos by recalling Simon's drive on the 11th. He hit a boomeranging one iron so obliquely it landed smack onto the 12th green, miles off line. Nothing unusual about that from Simon, but it is worth recording that that was the better drive of the pair. These two are beatable, believe it or not.

The day closed with the Rabbits' leader making a long, rambling, incoherent, motivational speech. The clubhouse emptied before he was half way through; and he had not even reached the Hollywood bit by then. His loyal vice-captain limped away, head in hands, muttering: "It will be better next year."

Results were as follows: B. Hartley and N. Allen bt C. Smith and I. Thomas 3 and 2; P. Watkins and M. Munro bt R. F. Murphy and S. Harries 3 and 2; P. Marsden and Ph. Watkins bt D. Morgan and G. Glaves 3 and 1; M. Anthony and J. Stevenson halved with G. J. Price and J. S. Murphy; P. Carpenter and G. Hamilton halved with C. Law and W. Hopkins; N. Goddard and S. Watkins halved with T. Pritchard and J. Murcott; R. Bowen and P. Cray bt F. Adlam and Brian Dooley 4 and 3; D. Moran and S. Evans bt P. Moss and G. Spain 6 and 5.