Arthur is 85 years old. He's played golf every day since his retirement 20 years ago. One day, he arrives home looking downcast.
"That's it...." he tells his wife, "I'm giving up golf. My eyesight has got so bad.”
"Oh no!" she replied.
Arthur then tells her, "Once I've hit the ball, I can't see where it went!"
His wife sympathises. As they sit down, she has a suggestion: "Why don't you take my brother with you and give it one more try."
"That's no good...." sighs Arthur, "George is 92. He can't help."
"He may be 92...." says the wife, "but his eyesight is perfect."
So the next day, Arthur heads off to the golf course with his brother-in-law.
He tees up, takes an almighty swing and squints down the fairway.
He turns to the brother-in-law. "Did you see the ball?"
"Of course I did!", says the brother-in-law. "I have perfect eyesight."
"And where did it go?" asks Arthur.
“I Can't remember...”.😝