Beware the Undertoad!
On Wednesday three young ladies braved the wind to meet up at the hut of delights.
Emma complaining she had been held up by her son who had wanted to discuss the World Cup...don't ask!
Joan and Sara remarking on Ollie's scientific breakthrough with his research on multiple melanoma.
Then back to down to earth with Sara reciting the limerick she had written for Paul W's birthday (Emma had missed this the first time round - and, yes, it is still unprintable)!
Enough stalling, get on with swim, already! The tide was on it's way in and the wind was getting up , causing a large swell and powerful undertow. Yes, you guessed it Joan and Emma played on the edge, but Sara was straight in and disappeared into the chop.
Joan was a little worried when she could no longer see Sara's pink cap. However, we realised that at least we could see - it being broad daylight....something which now felt peculiar- being as how we've got so used to swimming in the dark!
As Sara returned to the shore the sun peeped round Telscombe Cliffs, and several very large waves caught her up, pulled her under and spat her out at Joan's feet! Emma and Joan were a little concerned at first, but needn't have been. Sara, smiling as ever, just loved being roughed over by that naughty Undertoad!
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