Poor old Walter Catlett can’t escape the crooning of Phil Harris. His young wife positively swoons as he sings on the radio, and when he seeks some refuge on the golf course, well who just happens to stray onto his green where some comedy antics ensue? Of course, the former man doesn’t recognise the latter man until they hit the clubhouse afterwards, but then things only get more frustrating for Catlett as they try out a sort of double date that doesn’t quite turn out as planned! There’s a shower scene in this short celebratory feature of Phil Harris that, whilst not exactly Hitchcock, is quite surprising given the times. As are some of the ladies on the golf course whose clothes are a little more revealing in the sunlight - in a gently chauvinist fashion, but otherwise this is really just a light-hearted vehicle for a star and his foil that plays a little to stereotype as it showcases Harris’s amiable family-friendly style of entertainment. It’s a reminder of what was popular, and also considered inoffensive, at the time and taken in that spirit is watchable enough.

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