With the famous brownie on offer we saw a huge turnout and a new face so bravo to all those attending.
And of course, it was birthday trilogy part 2, this time me (olllie).
After reaching the regular west end groyne I took hold of some cards and best wishes. And hildi turned up brandishing a pressie! I opened eagerly....some pink rubber loves! This was as a result of a lng night in A&E a week previously. I won't go into detail but suffice to say I was nursing a hand injury still, and caused it doing the washing up!!!
Well, not much to aim for today. A low tide, no buoys, and then suddenly some divine inspiration. bobbing happily perhaps 350m
offshore, a lobster pot flag. We decided to go for it. not really beleiving we had ever gone that far out before it felt like a fresh challenge. hoorah! all of of us set off in dribs and drabs to meet right out there (some going to a neighbouring flag-whoops!) before doing star shapes and bit of chatting and then heading back. I felt like I had swam most of it on one arm so suggested some one-arm freestyle to get the brains going, which went down with mixed feeling I think :)
The long swim back was made easier by the lure of the brownie and we soon made our way to shore, dashed across the sandy bit of beach and warmed up with some good banter.
My limerick fromt he water weasal
There once was a swimmer named Ollie
Led a motley crew who were quite jolly,
He was handsome and tall
No part of him small
Except in winter when he’d cry “good golly!”
Ollie breaks out the new must-have autumn apparel |
A bumpeer crowd gathered on the beach |
No comments:
Post a Comment