Coconut Shy

After somehow surviving our snorkelling adventure, we manage to scramble ashore back on South Mole Island. "I know what'll cam me nerves, a good game of golf", and as luck had it, there just happened to be a golf course on the island, but with light quickly fading there was no time to waste, luckily I was wearing a tanktop so no need to change.
I amble up to the reception desk:

"One set of your finest golf clubs please"

"No problem sir, but you do know it's getting dark"

"No worries(picking up the local lingo) I play quite quickly!"

So there I was on the first tee, wiggling my bum and testing the wind by throwing some grass up in the air, when a couple of lads saunter over:

"hey mister, can we borrow your sandwedge"

"what"

"can we borrow your sandwedge, we just want to practice out of the bunker for a couple of minutes, then we'll bring it straight back"

"we'll I'm probably going to be needing it"

"It'll only be for a couple of minutes"

"we'll OK(what's the worst that could happen)"

Off they trot on their merry way, me secretly pleased that I may have helped out the the next Tiger Woods.
All of a sudden, THWAAAAAK!

A second or two later, the boys approach me very gingerly,

"We're so sorry! we didn't mean to do it"

"Do what"

He removes the sandwedge from it's hidding place behind his back.

"it's got no bloody head on it!, you little s**t!

"We're really really sorry" holding back the tears

"so you bloody should be, that's a rental! what the hell did you do with it?"

"we were trying to get a coconut out of the tree but we couldn't reach it!"

"You used my sandwedge to whack a coconut out of a tree, and you lobbed the bloody head off of it, you idiot! Do you know how expensive golf clubs are, and not to mention this one isn't mine, and not also to mention I'm going to lose my deposit and not further also to mention that I'm probably going to have to pay for a new one, well my boy, looks like we're going to pay a visit to the reception and you're going to explain what the hell you did with the golf club"

At this point the kids did a runner!

A little worried, I put the headless golf club back in the bag and tried to conveniently forget about it.
If you were worried for me, don't, I don't use the sandwedge very much so it didn't effect my score overly.
Did I get caught?Well, the reception was shut that evening, kinda just left the clubs at the side, and walked away suspiciously. We left the next morning at 6.0o, no harm done.