"What made it all the more remarkable is Karlsson’s preparation for his epic round."

The always entertaining Martin Johnson files for The Times on Wenthworth's atrociousness and the remarkable 62 by Robert Karlsson along with the wacky circumstances leading up to the round.

His decision to pop home midway through the BMW PGA championship wouldn’t have been much of a problem had he lived just down the road, but given that Karlsson lives in Monaco, getting back in time for yesterday’s third round was a pretty good effort, never mind recording the lowest score in the tournament’s 55-year history.

The Swede didn’t plan it that way, as he’d only left in the first place after convincing himself he was certain to miss the halfway cut. After finding out he’d made the weekend after all, he turned around when only a drive and a mid-iron from his front door, and set out on a return journey that involved a commercial flight to Paris, a hairy taxi ride with a cabbie who didn’t know where he was going, a private plane to England that cost him more than £7,000, another taxi, and a total of three hours sleep.

After all that, to go round in nine under par was reminiscent of the old Alf Tupper comic book stories, when Alf would stay up all night welding, run 20 miles to the athletics track, scoff some fish and chips on the way, and win the race after giving everybody else two laps start.