Ron,
Panmure Golf Club was where I caddied through the 1960s. In essence it was a private golf club in those days and was the stamping ground for most of the well-heeled industry leaders, business men, lawyers and other professionals. An abiding memory is one of the smell of whisky exuding from the pores of these members! My man was a Tom Long, the part owner of Bonar&Long a major steel manufacturer in Dundee. Poor Tom was an awful golfer and really struggled in getting into a foursome never mind getting the ball into the hole. The other lad I remember was Will (?) Scarlett the owner of a linoleum production factory in Kirkcaldy and another millionaire. Now his name was apt as the air used to be blue, his language purple, his face puce and his countenance often black as he charted his way around the course! He didn't suffer fools gladly and God forbid that you failed to see where a wildly errant ball of his came to rest.
Indeed it was the course that Ben Hogan, "the wee ice mon", practised on in relative seclusion. It is now available to the public and I think it is typical of the links courses which abound in the region but do not have the pedigree of the famous Open rota courses. From memory there are no views of the Tay estuary/North Sea but linksland it most certainly is. Monifieth, already mentioned is another very sound course and its baby brother, Ashludie, is short but very interesting. Ashludie is where this tragic idled away many a summer's day playing 36 holes at sixpence a round. In the same mould as Ashludie is Burnside, adjacent to Carnoustie and that is where I struck my first golf ball on a golf course. Yes, yes it was the proverbial slice onto the Aberdeen-Dundee railway line. Och, halcyon days.
Cheers Colin