The street where I grew up: Kirsty Gallacher, 46
msn.comEdinburgh, and then my dad Bernard was made the professional at Wentworth Golf Club, so we settled in a big old house designed by the architect WG Tarrant, right on the edge of the golf course on the Wentworth Estate, and there I spent the next 20 or so years.
I appreciate that I’m very, very lucky and it really was an idyllic childhood, surrounded by fresh air and countryside. From a very young age golf was in my blood, and I vividly remember my dad practising his putting on the lounge carpet, which he still does today.
And he still holds his cutlery with the same grip that he holds a golf club. It’s a strange habit that a lot of golfers have, and when he does it now my kids look at him and think, ‘Look at Grandad, he’s mad!’ When I was growing up, Dad was friends with a lot of high-profile golfers including Sam Torrance, Sandy Lyle and Nick Faldo, and also with Bruce Forsyth, who was like an uncle to me.
He and Dad spent hours putting balls in the living room and were best friends. His widow Winnie is still very close to my parents.
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