Cracking first or second set of clubs, used less than a dozen times. Real game improver. Original 7 iron lost an argument with a tree after deciding to feed the fishes with four golf balls on one hole. Dunlop 7i thrown in to bridge the gap. Heads are in great condition with only a few scuffs. Shafts haven't got a mark on them, and the grips look like they've never been held.
Clubs will make a genuine difference to a 23+ handicapper, they're really forgiving. Only selling as I'm an impulsive cretin that just bought some new Mizuno irons in the sales and my wife will shank the life out of me if I don't make some money back. They just don't understand, do they? They're all "why do you spend so much money on golf? Your mates say you're terrible". "why does a round of golf take six hours, Sunday should be family time".
Well love, I spend six hours out on a Sunday because it's either that, or listen to incessant blabber about the massive list of pointless DIY activities that I can't do, because I'm a failure as a man. Then I'll have to get my dad in to fix it, and he'll mock me. And my mom will come with him, and then the two of you will get together like the witches of Eastwick moaning about how lazy men are, how I need to grow up and be a responsible adult. I play golf because no matter how annoying a three putt bogey is, it's not as annoying as Ikea.
I spend hundreds of pounds on balls, drivers, green fees because if I didn't, you'd spend it all on candles and cushions, even though the sofa is perfectly comfortable and the only thing that the house smells of is my bitterness and despair.
Enjoy these clubs. And don't get married.