As he stood on the podium at the end of another major, Pádraig Harrington was trying to gather his thoughts about a closing 73.

There’s a great scene in Amadeus where Mozart is staring at a couple of extravagant, expensive wigs, unable to decide which to wear out and about in Vienna that evening.

I was aware of the programme, like everyone who travels abroad. It’s a magazine show really and like anyone I’d think ‘how did your man get that job’?