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Britain's most famous inland golf course is going to be barely recognisable when it re-opens next spring, ahead of the European Tour's flagship BMW PGA Championship. All that remains unchanged about Wentworth's West Course, a spring and autumn fixture on 91Èȱ¬ television screens for decades, is its hole routing, location and clubhouse.

At the end of last year's PGA the Course checked in for some cosmetic work. All eighteen greens would be re-laid with Colonial Bent grass to alleviate the unevenness of spring-time Poa Bent that was forcing big name stars like Padraig Harrington to stay away from the event.

So the plan was for a facelift to attract back the stars to the PGA, but once the golf design doctors started work they soon realised the need and opportunity for major surgery.

This coming week marks the first World Matchplay Championship to be staged away from Wentworth, so it seemed appropriate to pay a visit to the venue that until last year had staged this popular event since 1964.

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A bleary-eyed good morning folks, I'm writing this while watching the new 91Èȱ¬ Life series on the iPlayer... I thought the TV we produced at the weekend was pretty cracking, but seeing a frog escape the clutches of a spider by rolling up into a ball and tumbling downhill takes some beating...

Anyway, let me start this latest entry with an apology... You might be thinking I want to say sorry for my green v-neck fashion faux pas in Japan (blame my wife, she said it looked good!).

Or perhaps to who, by all accounts, Eddie Jordan got in a headlock and dragged onto 91Èȱ¬ One during our Scolari (as in Big Phil - geddit?) in the rain on Saturday.

Or how about to the viewers of Strictly Come Dancing who had to wait an extra 15 minutes to see take to the floor... he's really rather good, isn't he?

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I'm writing this blog while rumbling along the road between and .

This current trip seems to be going on forever. From to - and now we're going to via to film Martin Brundle and David Coulthard zipping around the new in a two-seater F1 car.

I know that sounds glamorous - and believe me, I feel incredibly lucky to be on this bus - but after a slight miscalculation I've kind of run out of pants.

There are two possible explanations for this.

Either my wife, Harriet, miscounted when helping me pack - she always grabs my pants and socks and uses them to fill my shoes as it apparently 'saves space and keeps your shoes nice for the television' - or I've done my usual trick of managing to leave my personal belongings strewn across half the globe.

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