I don't really remember, but from about the age of five I told anyone who would listen that I was going to be the best golfer in the world.

Sport was an obvious favourite of mine, and not only golf. I was, and still am, a big rugby fan.

My dad's a scratch golfer and I've got the knack of seeing something and then replicating it. I saw my dad swing a club and I worked out how to do the same thing. My backswing and follow-through have been basically the same since I was two.

I expect big things from myself but as long as I can keep the commitment and dedication and put the hard work in, I don't see why there's any reason not to handle it OK.

I'm sure there was an educational angle to the trips (I think one was to the Ulster Museum) but it was the fun and banter I had with my friends I remember the most.

I was very excited when I first started to travel so much. In fact, I was amazed that people were paying me to travel to play the game I loved.

My game wasn't where it should have been at all at the start of the year. I got into a couple of bad habits on my swing, and it just took me a little bit of time to get out of them.